Mind how you go, on.
Muscle Mike, I found in a bought used book a while back. He has been my bookmark of choice since.
At the end of the night past Friday, after watching Kevin Morby/Cate Le Bon play, I
picked up a postcard. Kevin Morby was selling them.
I don't send postcards, never did, maybe once from my trip to Paris, but that might be it.
A polite sign on the door asked for no picture taking. I took none.
The show was good, almost packed. Morby played well if not a bit up tempo. and Cate was more of a rock songstress, original, and a pleasnt bit divine.
I talked just a second to Morby. Later, I took Cate's hand, on my way out, and thanked her. Her hand felt small in mine. Her hand was very warm.
I think Muscle Mike might close out his place holding in this book tonight, reading about Maynard Dixon has been a delight, and his principles on life, well stated, and good guidance.
what to read next?