Notes from a class reunion:

 

Conversation:

10 years: Tell everyone how great you are, how much money you make and how happy you are

20 years:  Tell everyone how you’ve bounced back after the layoff / divorce / rehab / all of the above

30 years:  Tell everyone how much happier you are with the second spouse and how great mixed family gets along

Comments:

10 years: Damn, they got fat!

20 years: Damn, they got old!

30 years: Damn, they still look good!

Drinking:

10 years: Party til ya puke

20 years: Only a couple, I don’t bounce back like I used to

30 years: I can’t, it messes up my meds

Male fashion:

10 years: suit and tie

20 years: slacks and golf shirt

30 years: jeans and ‘best’ Hawaiian shirt

Most Overheard Comment:

10 year: “Yeah I remember you! We had____ class with ol’ Mrs….”

20 year: “Didn’t we have a class together?”

30 years: “No, I don’t remember – are you sure you’re at the right reunion? This is the Class of…”

ALL:  “Whatever happened to old ____? Do you still talk to them? How come they never come to these things?”

TOP ALBUMS [04/2015]

I was asked/ordered/threatened to name my top albums - when asked about how many, I was told about 150 is sufficient. So since I had to do tis list anyway, here's my top 150 albums in as close to an order as I could get. Remember these are MY favorites, not my most essential or anything like that.


1.       Revolver – The Beatles
2.       Rubber Soul – The Beatles
3.       Let It Bleed – The Rolling Stones
4.       Led Zeppelin – Led Zeppelin
5.       After Bathing At Baxter’s – Jefferson Airplane
6.       Panorama – The Cars
7.       The Cars – The Cars
8.       Rocks – Aerosmith
9.       Amorica – The Black Crowes
10.   For What I Don’t Become – Glossary
11.   Stay Positive – The Hold Steady
12.   Here’s To Shutting Up – Superchunk
13.   Stereo / Mono – Paul Westerberg
14.   Being There – Wilco
15.   John Lennon/Plastic Ono Band – John Lennon
16.   Stranger’s Almanac – Whiskeytown
17.   London Calling – The Clash
18.   Friday Night Is Killing Me – Bash & Pop
19.   Marquee Moon – Television
20.   Tones – Eric Johnson
21.   Burgers – Hot Tuna
22.   Highway 61 Revisited – Bob Dylan
23.   Sticky Fingers – The Rolling Stones
24.   Paranoid – Black Sabbath
25.   Led Zeppein III – Led Zeppelin
26.   Badmotorfinger – Soudgarden
27.   Love It To Life – Jesse Malin & the St. Mark’s Social
28.   Out of the Blue – Electric Light Orchestra
29.   Madman Across the Water – Elton John
30.   Toys In the Attic – Aerosmith
31.   Real Animal – Alejandro Escovedo
32.   The Better Angels Of Our Nature – Glossary
33.   Superstar Car Wash – The Goo Goo Dolls
34.   Shake It Up – The Cars
35.   Wish You Were Here – Pink Floyd
36.   Spring Session M – Missing Persons
37.   Zappa In New York – Frank Zappa
38.   Killer – Alice Cooper
39.   Blueprint – Rory Gallagher
40.   Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere – Neil Young with Crazy Horse
41.   The Basement Tapes – Bob Dylan and the Band
42.   The Doors – The Doors
43.   What’s Going On – Marvin Gaye
44.   Pleased To Meet Me – The Replacements
45.   Life’s Rich Pageant – R.E.M.
46.   More Fun In the New World – X
47.   Talk Is Cheap – Keith Richards
48.   A Hard Day’s Night – The Beatles
49.   Changesonebowie – David Bowie
50.   Rides Again – The James Gang
51.   Physical Graffiiti – Led Zeppelin
52.   A Night At the Opera – Queen
53.   Dark Side Of the Moon – Pink Floyd
54.   Teeth Dreams – The Hold Steady
55.   Oh Mercy – Bob Dylan
56.   Time – Electric Light Orchestra
57.   Learning To Crawl – The Pretenders
58.   So – Peter Gabriel
59.   The Best of B.T.O. – Bachman Turner Overdrive
60.   Who’s Next – The Who
61.   Beggar’s Banquet – The Rolling Stones
62.   The Rise and Fall Of Ziggy Stardust & the Spiders From Mars – David Bowie
63.   Don’t Tell A Soul – The Replacements
64.   All Shook Down – The Replacements
65.   Sign O’ the Times – Prince
66.   Exile On Main Street – The Rolling Stones
67.   Izzy Stradlin & the Juju Hounds - Izzy Stradlin & the Juju Hounds
68.   Harvest – Neil Young
69.   Utopia - Utopia
70.   Live at the Whiskey A Go-Go On the Fabulous Sunset Strip – X
71.   Highway To Hell – AC/DC
72.   Back In Black – AC/DC
73.   One Size Fits All – Frank Zappa & the Mothers
74.   The Southern Harmony & Musical Companion – The Black Crowes
75.   Specter At the Feast – Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
76.   A Boy Named Goo – The Goo Goo Dolls
77.   Town & Country – The Rave Ups
78.   L.A. Woman – The Doors
79.   Blood On the Tracks – Bob Dylan
80.   A New World Record – Electric Light Orchestra
81.   Hunky Dory – David Bowie
82.   Get Happy! – Elvis Costello & the Attractions
83.   Walls And Bridges – john Lennon
84.   Imagine – John Lennon
85.   Pictures At Eleven – Robert Plant
86.   Carney – Leon Russell
87.   Don’t Say No – Billy Squier
88.   Sabbath Bloody Sabbath – Black Sabbath
89.   Fireball – Deep Purple
90.   The Royal Scam – Steely Dan
91.   Pendulum – Creedence Clearwater Revival
92.   Bloodletting – Concrete Blonde
93.   Gold – Ryan Adams
94.   Loose Salute - Michael Nesmith & the First National Band
95.   Magnetic South - Michael Nesmith & the First National Band
96.   Beattitude – Ric Ocasek
97.   Anodyne – Uncle Tupelo
98.   Boys And Girls – Alabama Shakes
99.   The Hurting – Tears For Fears
100.                        Dirt – Alice In Chains
101.                        Superunknown – Soundgarden
102.                        Here’s Where the Strings Come In – Superchunk
103.                        Abbey Road – The Beatles
104.                        American Beauty – The Grateful Dead
105.                        Déjà vu – Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
106.                        Sgt, Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band – The Beatles
107.                        December’s Children [And Everybody’s] – The Rolling Stones
108.                        All the Best Cowboys Have Chinese Eyes – Pete Townshend
109.                        Darkness On the Edge Of Town – Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band
110.                        Night Moves – Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band
111.                        Ah Via Musicom – Eric Johnson
112.                        Black Moses – Isaac Hayes
113.                        Are You Experienced? – The Jimi Hendrix Experience
114.                        The Pretenders – The Pretenders
115.                        Raw Power – Iggy And the Stooges
116.                        Chasing After Ghosts… Living with Shadows – Hammock
117.                        Maybe Tomorrow the Will Sing For Us – Hammock
118.                        Sabotage – Black Sabbath
119.                        Out Of the Cradle – Lindsey Buckingham
120.                        Greatest Hits – Sly & the Family Stone
121.                        New York – Lou Reed
122.                        Rebel Yell – Billy Idol
123.                        Lone Justice – Lone Justice
124.                        State Of Our Union – The Long Ryders
125.                        John Barleycorn Must Die - Traffic
126.                        The Stranger – Billy Joel
127.                        The Georgia Satelites - The Georgia Satelites
128.                        Modern Times – Jefferson Starship
129.                        Alive! – Kiss
130.                        Second Helping – Lynyrd Skynyrd
131.                        Graceland – Paul Simon
132.                        Songs For Drella – Lou Reed & John Cale
133.                        Down On the Upside – Soundgarden
134.                        Green Thoughts – The Smithereens
135.                        Love Songs For the Hearing Impaired – Dan Baird
136.                        Ritual De Lo Habitual – Jane’s Addiction
137.                        Appetitie For Destruction – Guns N’ Roses
138.                        Reckoning – R.E.M.
139.                        Apostrophe – Frank Zappa
140.                        Over-Nite Sensation – Frank Zappa & the Mothers
141.                        Glass Houses – Billy Joel
142.                        Live Bullet – Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band
143.                        So What – Joe Walsh
144.                        Document – R.E.M.
145.                        14 Songs – Paul Westerberg
146.                        Every Picture Tells A Story – Rod Stewart
147.                        Viva Terlingua – Jerry Jeff Walker
148.                        Abraxas - Santana
149.                        The B-52s – The B-52s
150.                        Cosmo's Factory - Creedence Clearwater Revival

Rock 'N' Roll Ghost Blues

It's one o'clock in the morning and the neighborhood around me is quiet even though it's Saturday night. Maybe because of the winter hours everyone thinks it's later. Sitting here with just the computer and one lonely lamp on it feels later but it also feels timeless. The train is rolling by out across Lancaster, one lonely air horn piercing the night. Sometimes that sound relaxes me so much - I lay in bed waiting for sleep to envelop me and I hear the trains and I try and figure out if they're going east [out of Fort Worth] or coming [west, in from Arlington]. Do you want to know how to tell? Maybe I'll tell you later - but it has nothing to do with the Doppler effect.

I've been sitting here for an hour and some change watching a movie on You Tube called Ghost Blues: The Rory Gallagher Story that I came across while looking at videos for Rory's song Calling Card [dedicated to a friend, not for me, though Lord knows I know that feeling! It ain't too funny when you'd rather die / Ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply / To your lovesick letter that you wrote in tears / About feelin' so bad for a million years...]. 

He's not well known in the States. [He was much bigger in Europe]. He's Irish. People think of Gallagher as a "blues" player but his material runs the gamut of rock and roll. Sure that playing is based on the blues, but there's little bits of country, soul, folk and anything else you can think of except maybe Yes/Genesis/King Crimson Prog Rock. He plays awesome slide guitar - electric, acoustic and when he pulls out an old National Steel or Dobro, look out. Is he Mick Jagger or Robert Plant when it comes to singing? No. But he's got his own voice and style. And he throws in some harmonica here and there. He was considered for the Rolling Stones after Mick Taylor left although his brother pointed out in the film that it would probably have been a bad fit for Gallagher: he was a singer and a songwriter and liked being totally in charge. And he would not have put up with Mick and Keith's antics. He's probably one of those guys guitar players and people who like the stuff that was a bit off the Top 40 path know.

My late "uncle Mike" was the one who introduced me to Rory Gallagher. I was deep in his vinyl closet looking for something different. Of course I loved guitar players, so he helped me find four or five albums he thought I should check out. I'm pretty sure Johnny Winter And...Live was one of those, maybe Steve Hillage and two seminal albums [for me]: Rory's Tattoo and Blueprint. I remember the moment I heard them. It's 1986 and I'm in my Dad's 85 Cutlass Supreme, headed down I-45 to Houston to see my high school buddy at college [he will remain nameless just because] and I had put those Rory albums on tape. I popped it in and the Blueprint side was up first. The first song, Walk On Hot Coals is a rip stompin' tale of three time losin': walking into a crooked poker game, lost my job, back out on the streets, betting on a winner at the track but the horse is doped. It shuffles along at a breakneck speed, Rory throwing out these amazing runs on the guitar and the keyboard guys [the late Lou Martin] trading off with them and the rhythm section just locked in right underneath them both. It charges along for about four and a half minutes then the band falls down vamping softly behind Gallagher as he throws off these lines - they're not blues lines or jazz lines or flash guitar lines [ala Jeff Beck] but something I'd never quite heard before - he does this for about a minute, then the band crashes back up to full volume and the keyboard guy solos out for a while then it crashes to a halt by reprising the opening lick. Seven minutes. That's all it took to hook me on this guy. I don't remember if I rewound the tape and played that song again or not. I like to think I did, but I don't know - for posterity, let's say I did. By the time I hit Houston I was hot on this guy - first music store I hit, I went looking for this guy's stuff, nothing to be found [maybe he was even out of print by that time] except an old Guitar Player magazine with an interview which I still have. It started a love that continues to this day.

Anyway, so I was watching this movie and besides learning about Rory Gallagher it made me miss my uncle all over again. I can't call him up tomorrow and ask where the hell he found out about Rory Gallagher. I don't know if he opened for one of those shows Michael went to or if it was a find in his "buying anything that wasn't on the radio that I saw". Great story on that - Michael bough ZZ Top's Tres Hombres when it came out, tried playing it at a party and got booted off the turntable for playing it. Three months later his best friend [maybe brother in law by that time but I don't think so], telling him about this great new song he's just heard and they need to check out this band. Then it comes on the radio - La Grange. "Bill, I have this album." "BULL SHIT, you do not!" "Bill, I tried playing this album for you guys and you told me to take it off." "Bull shit, you never played this." 'Great moment in history friends when Michael goes home and shows him the album. Good God I miss those guys. I still have the music, I still love the music but sometimes there's a sadness there that wasn't there before. I guess because I never thought about things like this. I seem to be a fixed point and everyone else is a train either coming or going, but we're all trains. Or maybe we're all passengers on the train. Some people there when you get on, some people you ride with a long time, some people you ride with a short time, some reach their destination and are lost to you.

It's a little after two o'clock now and Rory's playing me some blues.

Well its a winding highway, that never seems to end,
Well we all must travel, We'll not pass this way again,
Are you going my way, well won't you lend a hand,
Well it sounds like thunder, but it could be a hurricane,
Looks like Chain Lightnin', but its just my blues again,
Sure don't look inviting, when you see those clouds of rain,

I wish it were the morning, 'cause the night feels oh so long
With a windswept skyway, it don't look good my friend,
Tomorrow might be my day, who knows which way the wheel might turn,

So long baby, and Amen.










Oh - you want to know about the trains? If they're coming up out of Fort Worth there's fewer whistles before they get to a fairly loud volume.. They have to blow the horn for each crossing and there's tons more as you head east towards Arlington. Or if you're coming west from Arlington.

Thoughts On A Rock N Roll Ghost

Playing the Replacements Don't Tell A Soul for the first time in a long while. Pulled out the old vinyl that I used to sit in my room and contemplate. Almost 26 years later, it seems to be the watershed album for Paul Westerberg the songwriter but the plastic bag over the head of the band. Not to shrug off or discount the death rattle that All Shook Down ultimately is for the Replacements catalog. Far from it. it's an album that I still love though some consider it not worth the plastic used to press it. [If it turns out to be the Let It Be of the Beatles to a new Replacements album which becomes the band's Abbey Road. Lennon wanted Get Back/Let It Be to go out warts and all, "can we please stop pretending now?" but ultimately turned it over to Allen Klein and Phil Spector to do what the hell they wished with it and McCartney was outvoted three to one. And that's your Beatles minute. Where was I? Oh, yes if a new "Replacements" album should appear, does it fix the legacy of All Shook Down? Probably not for a lot of people.]

It's a tough call for some people, I guess. Westerberg said that Slim Dunlap was ultimately the key to opening up this album, that Slim encouraged him not to hide the stuff that wasn't three chord rocker stuff. One can feel it right from the drop of the needle onto Talent Show. Is this the band that made Tim and Pleased To Meet Me? Well, yes and no. The voice is the same. Most of the names are the same. But the sound is different. Walls of guitars but mostly acoustic guitars this time. The 80's big drum sound sits fat and heavily reverbed in the middle. Where did the imagery of We'll Inherit the Earth ["Waterfalls of grain flow through our hands/ We're too weak to stand and too weak to stray /Big trees sway and the air is still/Lovers climb at the top of a hill and say..."] come from? The sad beauty of the two enders on each side, Achin' To Be/They're Blind and Rock 'N' Roll Ghost/Darlin' One. For me, Achin' To Be and They're Blind were important songs, surely describing me and some people I know/knew. Ultimately, this is what music is supposed to do - grab you by the heart and make you feel what's coming out of those speakers. Thump - thump - thump - thump "S-A-T-U-R, D-A-Y.... NIGHT!" Grabs you by the collar and pulls you up out of the chair and makes you forget for a second that it's the god damned Bay City Rollers. Those choppy Keef chords that start off Brown Sugar [or Start Me Up if you must...] grab those ears and you go whatthefuckwasthat????!???!!! right? The opening bars of any Motown track kick you in the ass and announce "we got thr groove going, get up and shake your rump!" And don't even mention James Brown ...

So side two gets a little louder than side one with Anywhere's Better Than Here, I'll Be You and I Won't but you're not going to confuse this with Sorry Ma... or Pleased To Meet Me [which incidentally contains two of the best Replacements songs and they're the slower ones: Skyway and Can't Hardly Wait].  But again, for me it's the haunting final two that just connect to me. Maybe it's because 1989 and 1990 were yo-yo years for me, the start of my real coming of age - girlfriends, break ups and a string of short lived jobs. Putting on a smile when I was really aching inside, yearning for someone to connect to or pining for someone who had rejected me. Drowning those things in a lot of beer and generally being young.

It was also a changing period for the music. Hair metal was dying off, killed by Guns N' Roses. The bands the record store guys liked - Smithereens, Long Ryders, Jason & the Scorchers - all got dropped. R.E.M. went to Warner Brothers. Grunge / underbite rock hadn't arrived yet, though some of those bands were starting to make a noise if one read deep into Rolling Stone or Musician magazine. I guess you could say I was growing up and the music I was getting into was a little more grown up - more mature than Motley Crue and Poison. I know some of you love those bands - I still love my Faster Pussycat but I was looking for something deeper than Nothin' But A Good Time, though there were always times when you just wanted to put something loud on and just vbang your head, shout along and make your ears bleed.

Flash back to me at my little desk, my flat screen monitor and the 1985 tech of my turntable and ancient but honorable Pioneer SX-737 receiver. Me and Mr. Shadow have traveled through the record, each side twice and we now I sit and try to find words to relate my feelings about this album are. But as always, I can spin a few good lines but you can't feel what's in my soul. I can tell you about alternately happy and sad nights driving around in many cars with a tape that was Don't Tell A Soul on one side and All Shook Down on the other and how it was the soundtrack to... and you'd get a glimpse, you'd see it in my eyes and you'd hear it in my voice but I could never give you that feeling. Am I a fool for trying? No, because this is what I'm passionate about.

25 years later, this is still a good album - solid. It rides the roller coaster of emotions and life and seems to be a record about coming to grips with "being an adult" or something like it. I still rate it solid four stars. It's still the slower, quieter, sadder sounding stuff that gets me right here [taps right on the center of the chest]. I mean, how can one argue with: 

She closes her mouth to speak and
Closes her eyes to see
Thought about an' only loved
She's achin' to be
Just like me

Punk Nostalgia

   CC looked out over a sparse crowd. On the one hand they were 50 or so paying customers. For a Thursday night in a city not really known for a happening music scene since a brief flash a couple decades back, he supposed this was okay.

   The crowd had a lot of younger people. He wondered if he was some sort of ‘nostalgia act’ for a second. But how could that be? Sure he had played one a couple of albums by one of the bands that ‘defined’ a scene that bubbled at a small club in New York back in the mid-70s. Sure, one of those songs was “one of punk’s greatest anthems” [whatever that means]. But that band had self destructed after two records. That singer had gone onto something different and had accidentally killed himself about the time this burg had its flash as a hot town for new music. While one should not disparage ones audience, he wondered what they had come for. Were they thinking that somewhere on his guitar or in its case were molecules of air, sweat or nicotine direct from a small sweaty room circa 1978? Paul Kantner’s hollow body Rickenbacker might have some remnants of 60s nicotine, ashes or maybe even some genuine Woodstock mud in it. But his guitar? He doubted it.

   But a lot of the other people who were there in that scene were succumbing to the things that happen over time. Hell, all of the original Ramones are all ready dead. Only one made it into his 60s. People love connecting to a past that they “missed.”  Some of these people may have been kids when the CBGB scene was going on, but probably too young to remember or get what that had been about. More interested in Saturday morning cartoons and top 40. But the handful of twenty to thirty year olds off to the left of the stage, the ones that would bounce up and down when he played “The Anthem”? He shrugged. Maybe they’d traced back the heroes of their heroes the same way kids had tracked down Buddy Holly, Muddy Waters and Howlin’ Wolf when the Beatles and Stones cited them as influences. And now they were here trying to make the connection the way that people tried to connect to a mythical past at Paul McCartney, Who and Stones shows now.

Untitled Works 

As I've gotten older and grayer
And maybe even a little more mature - [maybe!]
Spending life's time in search of a fine line
That rides on the edge
Of "Dying without ever having really lived"
And "Work hard, play harder, die young, look good in the coffin"
Compartmentalizing disappointments, regrets and failures
Seeking a balance on the point of a pin

*    *    *

The truth right now in this:
I am not 'fine,' 'good' or 'okay'
Though I am 'hanging in there'

I feel disappointment in myself
And what I am and am not
Unimportant job, unsatisfying in every way
Squeaking by week to week
I feel a full blown midlife crisis
And I am lonely
So, so lonely
Watching all of you paired off...
Notice I did not say "happily paired off"

I know what choices I failed to make
I know what chances I failed to take
And if in the end what the Beatles said
About the love you take and the love you make
The thimbleful of both seems just about right

*    *    * 

Some day, one day
This body will fail
And the electric pulses
Thoughts, dreams, memory
Will be gone
Forever lost
And those thoughts frozen
Into writing, words
Notebooks decaying back to dust
Internet posts a micron on a hard drive in a basement
Forgotten
A magnetic blip amongst a billion trillion others

Mortality -[For J. Michael Leone and thhose of us left behind]

   It will be a day and it will be just like any other day - some winners, some losers, some just barely staying above water, some slipping under...Those who are not busy being born will be busy dying, playing out the dramas we call life with the all the triumphs, tragedies and ho-hum days. The sun will 'rise' and 'set' and there will be weather and a lot of boring and mundane things will happen.

   Probably 99.99999999999 percent of these events go unnoticed by the world at large, even with the explosion of social media. With seven billion people it's easy to go unnoticed sometimes. But that's not to say things that happen are not important events - it just depends on one's perspective. The bad things seem to carry more weight, have more lasting impact than the daily surviving, the celebrations of surviving to different dates and anniversaries on the calendar.

   We are all at different stages in the journey, but no one really knows the final date - for them or anyone else. Sometimes medical professionals make their best educated guesses, but really that's all it is. When that happens maybe we're luck enough to make contact with someone and relive some old memories and say "goodbye and thanks for making my life special." And you get to be with some other friends doing the same and hang on each other and share some more stories, laugh and cry and wish it wasn't happening knowing full well we all have to go one day and that the best we can hope for is quietly, surrounded by loved ones.

   And then it's over.

   The friends and family gather one last time and then we scatter like dandelion fluff at the end of the summer. Scattered to the wind and back to our 'regular lives.' Back to laundry and dishes waiting to be done, children and pets to be fed, bathed and raised up right and more living and dying.  Some of us will meet again in the odd ritual of waiting like vultures over another ill friend. Some we will bump into hither and yon, some will only be brought bacxk to mind when someone says "Oh you remember Jimmy John Jumpback? I ran into him someplace..." "Oh man, I haven't thought about him in years!" Some will just be a name on a cell in the brain that is never recalled after your high school reunion. Whether I see them again or not, they will go on living and dying but their life events will have as little impact on me as mine have on them. Depending on one's perspective.

   It's been three weeks, Michael and it still seems surreal. Like a weird dream of sorts. But I know it's all true. That night on the back porch with your family, playing your music, there was a physical hole in the room where you should have been standing and holding court. You know the music always gives me a buzz, but it was different this time. You weren't needling me about Mick Taylor being the guy that made the Stones into THE STONES! You weren't praising Billy Gibbons tone and telling me yet again about seeing ZZ Top and the Stones in '81 and ZZ Top blowing the Stones off the stage, "clearly the best band that day, the band that the audience DEMANDED and encore from." The electricity and enthusiasm we shared we so subdued. I picked things you would have loved - Ya-Ya's, ZZ Top, Hendrix At Winterland and the Bon Scott classic If You Want Blood, You've Got it. Do yo know how proud I was when Michelle's fiancee said he should take that one [AC/DC] home? [Of course you do!]

   It was too soon, Michael. I never got to Indiana, PA to visit, see the town of so many tales that you and Bill and Rich told me - glorious spots of misspent youth. I was far too young to remember living there. We never gopt to go to your cousin's place in the Strip District and have Italian deli and cold IC Light. Didn't get to step into the vinyl vault again and relive those albums you and Bill loved and passed on to me to love. No last chance to talk about flinging the Ramones album, the broken School's Out, feeding eggs to Jack the Bird, the hot tub disaster, seeing Buddy Whittington... it was too soon, Michael. It was just too soon!


I hate you for this
"Ironing" / dewrinkling a shirt
In a hotel room
In a town I hardly know anyone
Terrible travels - mine and others
All about paying respects
Asshole. Jag off!
We love you.
You will be missed.