40 Million Light Years
1 Meat Ball
I Pop Pills
Alexios the Murder Hobo
Co Pilot’s Lament
Paradise (John Prine)
Apprentice
2&20 Blues
Grandson Greg was at Tom and Peggy’s, he seemed to be in excellent mood. We sang and played in both yards, following the shade, and it was lovely to be fed veggies and rice and butter chicken while admiring the two weeks of work Dan T. put into their back yard. Those fucking bricks weight 80 pounds kids and there’s a lot of them.
Mostly we talked. We sat on chairs six feet apart and talked. We felt like adults. It was really nice.
