Wednesday, March 11, 2009


The other night some friends & I went to the Wilco concert in Indy at White River Park. By go I don't mean we bought tickets & sat facing the stage & watched them jam. By go I mean we sat in the grass outside the fence & could sorta see the drummer & could see the stage lights change colors, but could hear great, for free. There was a little girl there with her parents. She was a blonde little girl with a white tank-top, black & white striped pants & a pink tutu. She waved a branch as she danced in the grass. She chased the bubbles her mom blew for her. She spun in circles as the sun went down. I wish I was her.

P.S. Our new record for morning glories is 257.

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