Wednesday, March 31, 2004

March Last

It's March last, as Cole calls it. Hey, makes sense to me. We do say March 1st, don't we? Why not March last?

If there's one thing that Fred Rogers taught us, it's that "it's a beautiful day in the neighborhood." Lots of strange commotion going on at the now abandoned "Lesbian house" across the street. Police and fire department officials are over there, but no fire that we can see. Even the dog catcher made an appearance, hauling off the two giant Rottweilers the "girls" so kindly left to starve to death in the yard. These dogs have a history of getting out of the yard and wandering around.... I'm glad they didn't get hungry enough to eat some of the neighborhood children. Our kids have run home more than once scared of loose and loud Rottweilers. They know daddy has some 00 buckshot at the ready... just in case any Lesbian dogs jump the fense and come after the children. No need to worry about that anymore, Lesbians and neglected German dogs, GONE. There's a notice sign posted on the building now, but I can't read it from here. No doubt it says something about it being safe to go in, now that the Lesbians and Rottweilers are gone.

Anyone else struggle between making lawful use of the beautiful things in this world, and worldliness? In an attempt to do the former, and avoid the latter, I went out to eat with a co-worker and our mutual buddy. We went to our favorite place to go, a place called Kclinger's. It's got "the East Coast's largest beer selection," which is nice. We had some good food, good drink, and there was quite a musical treat. A band that I never heard of before was there... Little Charlie and the Nightcats. They play a style of blues that I'd call "jump" or "swing" blues (think Bill Haley and the Comets, but more bluesy and with way more of a Jazz element). In the audience was a fella named Steve Gieger, a Philadelphia "harp" player (not the big stringed instrument, but a "mouth harp," a harmonica). He came up and jammed with the Nightcats, and boy, did he and the band's singer (who also plays harp) ever treat us to some incredible harmonica blues. Just fantastic. There's a word I need to use more, "fantastic." Anyway, what a fantastic display of harp playing. We had a nice time.

Harmonica blues is a style I've not had the pleasure of delving into that much, but I'll be looking into it a bit more. Maybe I'll pick up a Sonny Boy Williamson CD, or perhaps a Sonny Boy Williamson CD. Yeah, that one had me confused for a while myself.

"March last" is a million times better for me than last March.

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