Riding home from the WORT block party, the strap on my bike pannier bounced out and wrapped around the rear sprocket of Mr. Schwinn. Bike - dead stop. Tom - continued forward, over the handlebars! Managed to land on my feet thanks to quick reflexes or ... luck? Nah, it was my good fairy. I am not particularly superstitious by nature. I walk under ladders, black cats cross my path, with no fear of repercussions. But sometimes when I need it most, I sense the presence of some 'other' watching out for my sorry ass. Today that unseen benevolent force interceded and saved my carcass from what might have been major trauma. Sweet.
And it was a beautiful day to be out of doors.
WORT hosted it's 9th annual Block Party today and this was the first one I've attended. Great to see many friends and make a few new. Marilyn Fisher and I had a table set up for the Madison Music Collective. I was primarily there to collect donations for Friends of Uncle Larry. Spread the word also about the Mother Fools event this Friday: an Uncle Larry Memorial Jam. We will make some music out of air with our fully operational flesh and bones and instruments and hope to raise some more money for Unk's kin.
Starting another house sitting stint this week starting tonight for pals who are going to Nashville for 4 days. Happy to help those dear friends out and looking forward to hanging out with the cats, hopefully a little drumming (I can't play my kit at home), and a change of domestic scenery for a few days.
Going to visit my dear mother next week - loooong overdue and happy to have a couple days off to make the trip. Downside to this is missing the Staff Party on Memorial Day, they're going to a Brewers game. Family first. I get enough drunken revelry these days.
Now to download the RTQE broadcast that I slept through and fire off some emails to friends and cohorts.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment