A Song fer Thanksgivin’
I just spent six and a half hours driving — the sun somehow in my face while heading south — with a vacuum cleaner in the trunk, a sick tortoise in the backseat, and a pile of clothes, sack of library books, and half-written paper on Louis Zukofsky riding shotgun. This is my life. It’s Thanksgiving. I need a drink — but don’t we all?
Hope the tortoise feels better soon, and you got your drink. That’s a pretty swell song.Report