Without Lifting A Finger

Kinda a belated b-day present. We usually go to the Bowl, but she's never been to the Greek. I wanted Steve Miller & Peter Frampton, but she missed that date. This was pretty good. Now I can say I've seen a Beatle live. And Gary Dreamweaver Wright stopping in at the finale. All in all, a good night. As you can see, I took very few pics. *

Well worth the read: the review & the book. Matman & Testudo is still relatively "hot off the press." Off Course  Review:

Been reading Gunter for a while now. His Last Goodbye went pretty fast (mostly short poems & sketches), the Snail is going snail slow (my fault as much as his: I'm caught up in school again). Anyway, two poems (one about some handcrafted caskets, the other the title and final poem) from Of All That Ends. [[[Excuse Kindle. They are "lined" poems but Kindle doesn't care. You can mentally "lineate" if you like, I'm not doing it.]]] * Stolen Goods They’re back again, both boxes, oblong and inviting. Stolen last winter, they stood undamaged in the cellar, covered in blue tarp, one summer day when we returned from a trip to Poland. Only the dahlia bulbs were missing, having bloomed elsewhere, perhaps. What moved the thieves, at no small effort, to return our nearly forgotten boxes— one made of pine, the other of birch— to the place from which they came? No letter or note explained their return, but lying in my box, side by side, cushioned in ...

Homeless problem? Trash problem? Both? Do you suppose the new face of Downtown LB (coming our way) will include a magic wand? Hope so.

Heard it was a New Crew but I don't know for sure. For shore. If so, it pretty much went off without a hitch. Maybe the cars rolled in a bit later than last year? Maybe more antique firetrucks (the only thing I got a pic of)? A nice cool walk through gas-guzzling history. A young lady (now old) told us a lot about her old Chevy and an old Woody she and her husband are bringing back to life. *

I was just waiting on a friend.