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On Saturday night the kinfolk from North Park Dr. brought over lobster bisque, fresh bread, two pies (one key lime, one chocolate crème), and we provided a goddess salad for a quick feast. The quick part was driven by a 5pm sit down and a 6pm departure for the Eleven to head into the District for a Patton Oswalt comedy show. Oswalt has a new set of material that he was filming for a Comedy Central special and forthcoming CD. We both enjoyed the show and agreed that he really hit his stride about halfway through the set. I’ll pass along right now that the term “sky cake” will maintain a place our own little lexicon of inside jokes stolen from those we like. Well, it’ll actually be sky cake and “if that’s what you’re trying to do then I’ve seen better.” It was a long week and a few hours of comedy were a welcome break.

During dinner the two men were unwillingly brought into a discussion about the Wonder Twins and their elementary education in western Mass. It’s not like we weren’t forced into participating when they both took bites of the chocolate pie and commented that it had a nice pudding-like quality; something that reminded them of butterscotch pudding, and here’s how (please use a British and/or private school accent while reading):

Twin #1: “This lovely pudding harkens back to our days at Bement.”
Twin #2: “Ah, yes, the butterscotch pudding at our luncheons.”
#1: “Remember the hilarity as the headmaster scooped the pudding from the caldron at the head of the table and passed each china plate down to us?”
#2: “Ha ha ha. The lovely chatter of children; ponies, yoga, looming…”
#1: “Remember how we’d ensure the pudding was properly distributed before tea?”
#2: “Ha ha ha. I also remember being ravenous after a smashing field hockey match; we’d certainly keep a keen eye on the pudd!”
#1: “Ah, the days.”

Corey and I added that Thursday was hamburger day at our schools.

One of musical heroes, Buddy Miller, suffered a heart attack last week after a show in Baltimore. He checked into Johns Hopkins for bypass surgery and will apparently make a full recovery. He and his wife, Julie, have a new CD out tomorrow and I wish him a speedy recovery but I don’t imagine we’ll see him back on the road in the immediate future. Here’s a repeat of a snap from a great show in Reno where Buddy opened for – and then was the band for – Emmylou Harris.


Love to all,

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