Abstract Extraction…While waiting to get a couple of wisdom teeth pulled, I took a photo of the dental lamp.
“Slow down, our sages advise, slow all the way down to the pace of stone and shadow.” Diane Ackerman
Went to hear veteran singer-songwriter Chris Smither at the Flying Monkey last night. Excellent show. Fleet-fingered guitar picker w/a wry sense of humor and a deep catalog of songs. No drummer, but he miked his feet & that worked just fine.
Let sleeping dogs lie
Saw this ‘75 Coupe de Ville the other day. I remember hitchhiking from Boston to NYC with Eddie Rawlings, a buddy of mine back in the seventies and getting picked up by a guy driving one of these “land yachts.” It was a cold, late October day and we’d been outside for awhile. The car was warm, and sinking into the fat, red leather seat in the back, we felt like we’d arrived in heaven. And what a smooth ride that car had, like a living room on wheels. Unfortunately, one of the tires blew out somewhere on the Mass Pike…maybe around Worcester. The guy had AAA so we put our thumbs out and continued on. I don’t remember the rest of the trip.
Cadillacs figure into a lot of songs. Maybe I’ll add to the canon…