Grungy bliss

It’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?

3 Responses to “Grungy bliss”

  1. Emily says:

    I could go for a bout of hooky myself, except I’d choose to just sleep for two days straight! :-/
    I’m glad you had a good trip, and even though I don’t ever recognize the stuff you listen too, it sounds as if you enjoy it so that’s good. Did you have any delays or problems with Amtrak, or did that go okay?
    Miss Cookie says hi, she’s currently delighting in being let out of her crate by rolling around on the floor and pouncing on Mr. Spiky (her squeaky hedgehog, one of her new toys from Brad and Steph). Will send more pictures soon!

  2. BOZWIGGLE says:

    When will she post again?!?!

  3. Earl Lee says:

    I saw on the Library website that you read my _Libraries in the Age of Mediocrity_. I hope you enjoyed it, as it was fun to write. You seem to do a lot of traveling. I plan to travel more– once I retire. Now I’m pretty much in the midwest.

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