Sorry for getting my posts in reverse order. Yikes.

...Going Down the Road Feeling Bad, almost as a lullaby. When he finished he said, "Now go home!", which we did, because there was nothing more we could have possibly asked for. I will never forget that night.

Years ago I saw him at Fitzgerald's, a local club. He played 5 encores, the final one alone, on acoustic guitar. The club had already put up the lights, their way of telling us it was time to leave. We didn't. He came into the crowd of 50 or so and sat on a table. He sang ...

Someone should ask her how many hours are in a day.

She and her friend Pumps have a podcast called I've Had It. They're wonderful, and post often. Smart, honest and funny.