Friday morning I take my wife to the airport to take the same plane Daughter took Monday. Nice bookend to the week. I am not going to Boston to help Daughter move in, for the following reasons:
She is already moved in to her dorm, a high-rise from which all charm and individuality has been scientifically removed
Someone has to look after the dog, who behaved poorly when I was off in England; even though he’d met the noontime dog-walker I hired and got along fine, he got spooked when she showed up. He was sitting on the steps and she came through the door behind him and he was startled, and thereafter refused to let her in the house. It was amusing, to read from the week of texts. Eventually he would play with her, but he wouldn’t take a walk, perhaps because he believed she had come to take him away. I think he had his dogworld brain rearranged when we took him to Fargo and he stayed in my Dad’s house for a few hours, alone.
He is not a needy dog, but he is a close dog.
Now that Natalie is gone he spends the night on her bed, as before.
I remember when I went off to college; the last thing I wanted to do was spend time with my folks. This, I think, is universal. Hi thanks okay bye got this this see you
And of course I have to work the Fair. As I said yesterday, I’m just not connecting with it this year. The sails are slack. And the boat moves forward anyway.
But! Can’t deny you a few shots. Let's look at the Fair. Five seconds:
Every year I marvel that this particular copyright . . . let's say "enhanced borrowing" survives:
I also don't want to know about the things that excited Granny.
If you're curious, Deep-Fried Cheesecake is one of the items.
It is an Exciting Food.
My view from my stage . . .
Before the crowds gathered, of course!
And the latest addition to the Fair: a big Wheel on the newly revived North End, which was always something of a backwater.
I'm going back one more time, and this time I suspect it will be different.
Friends, it doesn't get any more boring than this installment.
There's nothing there! Except a big, big pit. It will be this:
A few blocks away, the pit's done and the girders are going up much more quickly than I expected:
That will be this. The view aove is from across the street looking at the small building on the corner, which explains why the girders went up so quickly.
And here's . . . more nothing!
But only from this view. Big pit, for a big building.
Well, 30+ floors.
I'd love to know what made this fellow think this would work out well for him
Tiny? A choice cell for the man. Solution is here.
Back to the Blue Note Cafe.
Ethelbert helps the fourth wall come down, for the first time
Can you say the words by now? ACE CAMERMAN WHO COVERS THE NEWS OF A VAGUE UNDEFINED CITY
Back at the bar for Ethelbert cracks. It's not funny, but it's the way the genre says "show's over"
What in heaven's name is going on with this rowdy audience?
In case you've forgotten, you might have seen Jan Miner, the fearless female sidekick, in her most famous role.
BEHOLD THE TRIANGLE OF MY NOSE WHICH IS IN COUNTERPOINT TO THE TRIANGLE OF MY HEAD
Quite the crooner. He put this out in 1963; it was one of ten albums he did. "Ringo," in 1964, hit #1.