the first new old donahues reading went well--found my sea legs by the end. . .read "she doesn't. . ." to a cell phone, which happened to be aubrey's voice mail. she called later, amused and maybe a little befuddled. . .the best rendition of that piece ever.
knee hurts, time to advil and elevate. . .
more later. . .
pm soundtrack: hank williams 24 greatest hits; lucero s/t; jesse malin the heat; elliot smith x/o; counting crows recovering the satelites
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