Sunday Vespers from the Beacon Satellite Chapel of the Church of the Batshit Crazy

So. Yogini Shannon has a new Hippie Playlist on during class and the whole thing just makes me giggle and takes me back to the day.

Simon and Garfunkel and I think of their Concert in Central Park during my first freshman year and my roomate and 2 boys

one of whom I was bigtime crushing on hopped a plane from Logan and flew in to I don't remember which N.Y. airport and went to that concert.

What a night.

And Suite Judy Blue Eyes. I sing along when I'm in down dog.

I remember being a high school senior and sitting on the hallway floor singing the chorus

doo doo doo doo doo with my friend Susan we thought we were so cool and my friend Debbie saying are you guys stoned?

We were not. Not that time.

So Shannon's Hippie Playlist along with the announcement of our upcoming 30th high school reunion gah is takin' me back.

There were only a few really good things about my high school years.

Certain music.

Certain friends.

Making out in a car with a certain boy.

Ah lah

*****

It's damn cold here.

Last night Jordana came over and we drank wine and knitted. I taught Mia how to crochet.

We listened to music.

We knitted some more.

And drank more wine.

And ate lasagne.

I totally get the ladies quilting circle thing.

I totally get the sitting around with other women crafting and talking or not talking and drinking wine or tea or coffee.

We've been doing it forever. It's a woolly mammoth thing.

We sat in caves around a fire or on the plains around a fire or in the jungle around a fire and did stuff with our hands and had women talk.

And our little ones crawled around us and when they were big enough we taught them how to use their hands too.

Right Abu?

Today I downloaded the Best of The Grateful Dead and thought of you tulpen and the Best of Crosby Stills & Nash

OH MY DAWG

Funny how I still remember all the words.

I sat here and crocheted Mia a hat and listened to that damn music over and over and over again.

So good

... the time we have wasted on the way...

...and we cheated and we lied and were tested. And we never failed to fail. It was the easiest thing to do...

...Will you come see me? Thursdays and Saturdays? What have you got to loose?....

...sometimes the light's all shinin' on me. Other times I can barely see. Lately it occurs to me...what a long strange trip its been...

Lots of us quoted that at 17. What the fuck did we know?

Nothing.

Wonder if I'll look back on this time of my life in another 30 years and play The Dead and hear Truckin' and laugh at how I knew

Nothing

Amen