Or so it would seem, having just bought the new Wilco and Sonic Youth records.
Since I neither went shopping for an SUV, saw “White Chicks,” nor attended a baby shower during the weekend, I had precious little to discuss with my coworkers this morning. I figured they wouldn’t care about my weekend’s high points: discovering a cherry tree laden with fruit in our back yard, seeing the punk episode of “Freaks and Geeks” right before D. went to a house show in Brighton Saturday evening, and drinking margs at the Border Cafe (it was so cool to hear Beau Jocque and His Zydeco Hi-Rollers on the PA).
mm… fresh fruit from your own tree! There’s nothing nicer.
Fresh cherries in your back yard? Sue will be *so* jealous!