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Till The Sun Turns Black by Ray LaMontagne

can you see the young and pretty confident as cops
looming laughing in the shops
till the sun turns black

Given that there was a monsoon in New York today, I hauled a gazillion pounds of dirty clothes to the laundromat. Of course on a day like this the place was packed. Nowhere to sit, hardly anywhere to stand, and a fight for the next open dryer.

While the clothes were finishing up I made a friend with a little girl who was probably 4 years old. She was playing with a couple of pennies and started putting them in my jacket pocket. This led to a few games of “pick which hand” while her mother silently folded a mountain of clothes.

My dryer finished so I told her I had to get my clothes. I grabbed my laundry bag and she followed me. As I started throwing towels into the mesh bag, she leaned in with her little hands and grabbed a few socks and started helping. I kept thanking her and telling her to be careful since the clothes were still hot. As I started struggling with bed sheets she quickly switched from picking up clothes to holding my laundry bag open for me all while wearing a huge smile on her face.

I don’t remember the last time I had a washer/dryer in my apartment (sophomore year of college) so I’ve been doing the ‘single girl at the laundromat’ bit for quite some time now and no one has ever held the laundry bag open for me.

Puppies and kittens can’t do that. Boyfriends and children can.

I’m not getting anything done today, but I am contemplating going to the bar tonight.

reflect:

Has there ever been a gathering of 3 or more percussionists that hasn’t involved drinking?

I was sober for a rehearsal once.

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fauxlaroids:

From today’s shoot with Emily. (Trusty assistant Eric snapped this one.)

I ate 5 bagels on this shoot.

Good, because I don’t think that girl ate any.

Fantasy Law vs. Fantasy Baseball

Second Place!