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PFF Flyers

I spent yesterday watching the Philadelphia Folk Festival. This is who I saw. TÉADA Rare Spirits Alisa Amador Aoife O’Donovan Rhiannon Giddens & Francesco Turrisi Shane Hennessey The Henry Girls Quote the Raven Terri Hendrix & Lloyd Maines Scott Wolfson & Other Heroes TAARKA I’ll probably go back and watch others today and the rest […]

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Anticrastination

I hate when I fall behind in blogging. I didn’t blog yesterday but today I’m busy watching the Philadelphia Folk Festival. I was fortunate enough to have a friend gift me a ticket for today. This is where Gordon Privilege come in. I’m uncomfortable with most uses of “privilege.” Being treated the way everyone should […]

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RUNAtic on the Grass

Thanks everyone for all the encouraging reactions I got to my last post. It makes a difference. That’s as far as I got writing yesterday. I still don’t have this procrastination thing beat. I’ve spent so much time listening to streaming concerts the last few days. The big thing was the GODERICH CELTIC ROOTS FESTIVAL. […]

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Bus Ride Revelation

I’m listening to We’re About 9 now so I should say, I’m “Writing Again.” I wonder what fraction of My Gentle Readers get that? There was a time it would have been most of them. I’ll explain it before finish. What’s the excitement since I last wrote? My therapy was canceled today, and I couldn’t […]

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In Sorts

Where do all my great blogging ideas go when I start to write? I suspect they are all stuck in cushions of my comfy chair. One day I’ll take a look and will have enough for a book. I took most of yesterday off from watching streaming concerts. Of course, that means I saw all […]

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My Journey to Musical Nexus

My life is so boring now that I should do some creative writing. I did write a poem while in the bathroom at 6:30 AM. I’m surprised I remember that I wrote it; I forgot until this moment. I recorded it as a voice memo on my phone. I think this is the first time […]

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Music, Trains, and Theft

I’m not tired this morning. Maybe I can catch up on my blogging. It’s now Tuesday and I’m only up to blogging about Saturday. I’ve been doing blogworthy things every day since then. Once again perhaps I’ll compress in an attempt to catch up. Saturday I was off to day 2 of the first annual […]

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Enumerating What Happened on Friday

It’s Monday and I haven’t written since Thursday. I’ve been busy and that means I have a lot to catch up on. I’m not sure how I’ll do this, go light on details or write multiple entries or one very long entry. None of those appeal to me. I’ll improvise like Pat Mahomes on a […]

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That Was the Year That Was

I was going to go shopping yesterday but couldn’t face the rain. My mother would say, “What? Your made of sugar?” I have double plans for today and tomorrow, so I don’t know what I’ll do. Today I’m going to the New York Botanical Garden Train Show with Allison and Joe and then to my […]

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Live From There

I had good reasons to start writing this late. I was out late, I slept late, I had to watch part one of Crisis on Infinite Earths, then the aftershow, then I cleaned out the fridge and took a shower. That took me to 40 minutes ago. I have no excuse for not writing then. […]