I am in here.
In the Seventies, when I was in school at Vanderbilt, I took my now-husband to see Muddy Waters at the Exit Inn. The concert was held in a room that was rather crowded, to make an understatement. Tables were jammed in close enough that we were almost in contact with our neighbors. I was quite … Continue reading My favorite place to hear music: Exit Inn
There are great numbers of places and times that I would like to visit. The only two that come to mind right now: 1: watching an original production of a Shakespeare play. 2: my first date with my husband. I am sure that as soon as I hit the post button, I shall think of … Continue reading If I Had One Hour in a Time Machine… two places
I am eavesdropping overhearing my husband talk with the plumber. The husband mentions that he has been a customer of the plumber’s since the current plumber’s grandfather ran the business. This is much much longer than I have been around. The husband also recently remarked that our dish rack by the sink in the kitchen … Continue reading How long I have been here
I have finished Mary Karr‘s Lit, minutes before Sally and Other Patti came over for our usual Movie Night. I usually don’t use the word “harrowing” when talking about — well, anything — but that is an adequate adjective here. There is probably a better adjective, but I cannot come up with one on the … Continue reading Done with Lit. Next, This Boy’s Life
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