They cracked me up for the whole day….

On the phone with Caroline. She’s going to a wedding away in Maine this weekend. Last summer she went to three weddings I think it was. Two of them were out west, and one of them she was in and had to wear a Bride Maid’s dress and was none too happy about it. So I ask her, “Are you in the wedding this weekend?” And no, she isn’t. “That one you were in last summer and had to were the dress, was that the one in Las Vegas?” “No, that was the one in Sacramento.” “What ever happened to that dress?” “Dude - I left it in a free-box in Bolinas…..Best thing I ever did with a Bride Maid’s dress.”

The other was Casey trying to make it to the Springsteen show Nashville. He rings me up from Dallas. He was supposed to have a layover in Huston, but they couldn’t get the plane down. So after circling around for what Casey said was an age the plane was about to run out of gas so they flew it over to Dallas and landed it there. So he rings me up from the airport and the place is jammed with people, and Casey’s day is a bollox, and it’s miserable and their gassing up the plane and then it’s back to Huston before even making it to Nashville, and he’s kindof stuck in Texas with the Tennessee blues again and he’s cracking me up with it all. He's super annoyed and there's nothing he can do about it, and I can hear the flight announcements in the background, and then there is a flight announcement that’s quite loud like it might be for Casey’s flight at the gate and I say “Is that you man? Do you have to run?” “No” he says completely deadpan, “No, that one’s going to Corpus Christi.”