My pal Ricky, the Harpist-extraordinaire for the Polyphonic Spree, invited me to rock tonight's gig at Irving. and so, yo -- i suspended my cynicism and my hipstertude and my deconstruction and i shook my booty with pure abandon and wonder and i didn't care who gave a fuck because i was happy, oh my goss, i was really and truly happy.
paul simon was there. he's, like, as tall as the hobbits.
as was robin goldwasser, one of my faverave people in the whole world. know her, friends, and love her.
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