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Yes, I already posted today because I want to see you at my upcoming poetry reading. But that was just an announcement.

How about another twinkly first? Music SUNDAY, like Music Mondays of old. Still wish I could see him in Chicago in October doing all of Eye.

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1. I am not pierced in my nether regions

2. does an earlobe qualify as nether?

3. I love

4. I hate

5. I read

6. I write

7. brain cell count going down

8. blood

9. bloody hell

10. wank

11. wanker

12. tosser

13. wankathon

14. NUMBERWANG:

15. in England, your “fanny” is your “front bum” (girl)

16. you talk funny

17. I love many many fine movies

18. silly is good

19. play with your words!

20. food

21. not a vegetarian

22. yeah, I think I should be more evolved, too

23. 95

24. 100

25. THAT’S NUMBERWANG!

26. what do you want to know?

27. ask me

28. ask me, my blog is getting really boring

29. blue and purple and pink, pink too

30. I love frangipani (plumeria). It’s all over Hawaii, often they make leis out of it

31. lily-of-the-valley

32. those must be my 2 favorite flower scents

33. how am I doing? isn’t that exactly the kind of thing people write about on these lists?

34. a friend of mine in college once smuggled some fresh frangipani wrapped in tin foil back from the Virgin Islands

35. I used to collect matchbooks

36. my parents freaked out all the time thinking the house would burn down with all of those matchbooks in my bedroom

37. I had a really cool teeny-tiny tub-shaped container of matches from Kentucky Fried Chicken. It was supposed to look like a bucket of chicken. I think it was actually 3 tiny tubs that fit into a little box with a lid. Teeny-tiny. I’ll look for them and take a photo.

38. I have no idea how I got those matches

39. what do you think of asking for donations?

40. for my boob job, of course!

41. duh

42. I once swam in the turquoise waters of that famous little beach on the island of St. John

43. Seals and Crofts (first concert)

44. I don’t really want a boob job

45. Bowie, Detroit, 1976 or 7. I’m not kidding.

46. (that was my second concert, ’cause I sort of think that Seals and Crofts isn’t cool enough)

47. what rhymes with tummy tuck?

48. July. I’m a Cancer. It’s in my “About”

49. Smokey Robinson. That was a time.

50. I thought of going to Chicago in October just to hear Robyn Hitchcock perform Eye in its entirety

51. but I won’t

52. if I can do it, you can do it (except certain girl-only things if you are a boy)

53. once, I was talking to Robyn Hitchcock after a show in Northampton (2005?) but I was making a slight ass out of myself. I wanted to keep talking and talking. I was probably charming. I felt charming. He wasn’t really listening to me, just sort of off on his own tangent. I don’t think I was listening to him either.

54. it was probably 3 minutes or less of talking, but in my memory it was about an hour of interesting conversion. We were witty. And charming.

55. I related everything to Waldorf education and maybe to the Alexander Technique, too

56. I didn’t realize until that night that ham or hamp in a place name=hamlet and a hamlet is a little town and shire=county a more rural place where people live but really just farther out than the town itself and ton=town. Hampshire, Northampton. It’s like town town town town, all town all the time

57. Motown, city of my birth

58. Have you seen the Baha’i Temple outside of Chicago? I have, a few times. It’s beautiful (but I don’t think the photo does it justice)

59. Though my children have been Waldorf-educated, I’m terrible at handwork and I don’t like it, but I’m not sure which came first

60. I’m actually not bad at embroidery

61. but I don’t have the patience

62. rolling around to 21 years of marriage here

63. I’ve been with my husband longer (25 years) than I was without him (23 years)

64. that is a cool and wild happening in one’s life. when time falls away behind and also stretches out ahead like that

(this is goofy in the beginning, I know, but I really like this live version of this nice song)

65. I’m about done

66. Edna Mode quote: And call me when you get back, dahling, I enjoy our visits!

67. I don’t want to end on an even number, so I’m adding just one more (but this is NOT NUMBERWANG!)

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No footage and it’s a long one. Maybe my favorite Dylan song. Then again….

Marianne Faithful does a great version, though I find her voice falters in odd places; also Robyn Hitchcock, who, unbeknownst to me until recently, recorded an entire album of Dylan covers. How the hell do I miss these things?

Visions of Johanna by Bob Dylan

Ain’t it just like the night to play tricks when you’re tryin’ to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded, though we’re all doin’ our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin’ you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there’s nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind

In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman’s bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the “D” train
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
Ask himself if it’s him or them that’s really insane
Louise, she’s all right, she’s just near
She’s delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna’s not here
The ghost of ‘lectricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place

Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
He’s sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall while I’m in the hall
How can I explain?
Oh, it’s so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn

Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, “Jeeze
I can’t find my knees”
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel

The peddler now speaks to the countess who’s pretending to care for him
Sayin’, “Name me someone that’s not a parasite and I’ll go out and say a prayer for him”
But like Louise always says
“Ya can’t look at much, can ya man?”
As she, herself, prepares for him
And Madonna, she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
He writes ev’rything’s been returned which was owed
On the back of the fish truck that loads
While my conscience explodes
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain

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