The Wheel of the Beautiful and Terrible
Friday night was progressing beautifully, kind of. I went to a middle school dance plus 40 years at Tellus 360 for WXPN's Funky Friday. Let me tell you, getting old ain't pretty. Middle-Agers dancing to disco to protest the dying of the light. Smoldering wicks. A last spasm of youth. A buddy of mine wanted to bop for his birthday so I showed up for a cameo and then got the heck out before breaking out in hives. Walking back to my car, I got drenched in a downpour of unexpected rain. Skirting the sides of buildings to avoid the shower, I arrived as a sojourner to Square One Coffee to buy a $27 bag of Kenyan Coffee. I looked like a sunken rat. I made the rest of the way to my car--I don't park and pay at Garages--I beat myself up for not being prepared for the howling rains. My fleece fortunately kept me warm even though wet. The coffee, by the way, is astoundingly delicious. Makes me even more excited to head to Kenya in June. I made my way in the Civic up to my bu