This is going to be tough, I have two days to write about and about half a night’s sleep. I need my second cup of coffee to start this. I’ll be right back. A cup of coffee in my belly and another in my hand; I’m ready to face the world. Blessed be Coffea arabica […]
Tag: folk festival
I’m home from the New Bedford Folk Festival and filled with tales to tell. It’s been a while, but this was worth waiting for. It would be nice if I remembered what happened; at least I have my marked schedule, so I can fake the music. The story you are about to read is true, the memories have been changed to protect the idiot. That’s me.
Wise Madness 