Another inexcusable absence — the blues song of every blogger.
Summer: festivals (Lollapalooza here, the only time I ever see much less drink Sweet Leaf canned iced tea), research (ugh), capped by a lovely stomach flu last week. You wanna know sick? I didn't even want a cup of tea. That sick. (Though I found that a certain brand of detox tea tastes remarkably like the paregoric my mother dispensed when a very young me had a tummy ache, and thus it has a similarly calming effect on the old belly.)
The autumn ahead: concerts (Springsteen, David Byrne, Robyn Hitchcock), more research (double ugh), perfect health (ahem).
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