Yes, this is a good idea:
Get on an airtight bacteria-laden aluminum tube crammed into too-small seats (but they'll give you another 4 inches of leg-room if you pay another 116 bucks at the gate) with all the harried and shell-shocked young parents with snivelly kids going to see the grandparents, inhale all their germs for 8 hours and 3 legs, arrive Ground Zero in Western Mass and collapse with some kind of explosive stomach flu. The last 36 hours have been a hazy lost-weekend.
Blogging will be on hiatus at least until I can sit up. Martin Simpson and Charles Ives "100 Greats" posts coming.
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