Grungy bliss
Monday, October 15th, 2007It’s early afternoon, a Monday. I haven’t showered in over two days (and haven’t removed the jeans I’m wearing since that last shower). I’m sitting in the observation lounge car of an Amtrak train winding through the Cascades into the southern Willamette Valley, and I’m listening to World Without Tears and Real Gone, idly circling items of interest in Amoeba’s Music We Like booklet…
Bliss!
Oh, I could keep riding the rails, play hooky a little longer…
But I detrained at Albany Station, caught a pair of buses home, to spring the pups from their kennel digs and to get back to work. Let’s see. Uh, where was I?