September 22, 2007

• I’m going to be 57 in a matter of minutes.  That sounds so very old to me but I don’t fret about age.  Every birthday now I count back to 2000.  I’m seven years out on the left side and ten years out on the right; pretty good odds I’m going to live a long time. 

  I’m supposed to meet Teresa for coffee at 8:30 so I shouldn’t be writing but I’m feeling lonely and it always helps to check in here.  I just got back from having dinner with my oldest — It’s her birthday, too, along with her boyfriend’s whose was the 17th — and after dinner the three of us went to my blues bar to hear a group that had performed at the blues festival last month (at the beach).  This little old man with a big voice plays the harmonica like you can’t believe.  The guys and I all went over to the after-hours jam — I’m talking about the beach — and this little man played a song that we danced to then and I listened to tonight.

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