Wednesday, May 31, 2006

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the air is heavy here in the city
not even june yet
i gots my toyoter pumping cool air
as it lumbers up the hills
(there are no hills in detroit?!?!?)
The Detroit baseball Tigers are rounding
all the bases and The Edmonton hockey
Oilers are lighting all the lamps... these
things make me happy most of the time
(what about yer Cubs? they suck)

"Hope does not just walk up to you
I could have told you that, I'm not an idiot"

Haven't quite nailed down a theme for the summer
early on last year became the Summer of Rum
(of course Club Soda will be involved)

My girl is angry with the Pistons (i guess that's goin around)
how'd we'all get so caught up in athletic competition?
it must be World Cup year! GOAAAAAAAAAL!

But hey now, it's been about a year and i'm still hanging
with Nora Jean. She's got terrific heart, mind, smiles, and laughs

Spent some time on Lake Conesus with losfriars.blogspot.com
rode the night-train outa ohio with Pirata to meet up in
Rochester with Chivo and L'aro. quite a cloud of peoples on
the lake and in the air. i love my boys and i'm thinking Wegeman's.
Jon Todt sings a mean Folsom Prison Blues and everyone at
Mutz tavern in Toledo knows it!!!
Guatamalans make great Guacamole
(but who didn't know that)
and if you want to make some one drink a bloody mary (even if it's spilt)
JUST ADD FRESH GINGER

Two plays on the horizon:

All Childish Things on June 23rd
(planetant.com)

Closer in September
(Breathe Art Theatre group in Windsor and at 1515 Broadway DETROIT)

spent a wonderful evening with my lady last friday
barbeque at the too too trendy slows
(but damnit it is good eats)
then off to the Cliff Bells for some hot jazz by
Gino and the Gypsy Strings
Dining, Drinking and Dancing
in this beautiful hurt city
which refuses to die

much love

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