looking at the sky through the moon-roof of my car and seeing the vapor-trail
of a jet going nowhere fast. I thought, "what am I going to
do with myself when I get home this beautiful Friday afternoon after a
hard day defending insurance companies?" I was answered by
hard-driving rock 'n roll coming out of my garage, down the driveway, through
the moon-roof and in to my ear canals. The band formerly known
as HEARING IMPARED [sic], GILDED LILLIES , THE LOONS , THE SPERM WHALES
, and now SURRENDER DOROTHY (my idea) were just a-wailing.
A true garage band those lads----Henry, Shane, Brett, and (newcomer) Josh.
I sat on the patio and shared both my pretzels and the music with my faithful
canine friend, Shelby. I can't say something like "it doesn't
get any better than this" because, frankly, it gets a LOT better than that.
Just not for me. But it was all I had at the moment.
And it was good.