I don’t have to shovel the snow off my car today because I ain’t goin’ nowhere!!
Here is a photo I took of the view outside my bedroom window at 7AM, but we’ve since gotten about 2 more inches of snow, and it’s still snowing…
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Okay.
Today, it is Martin Luther King Day in America. A federal holiday. (Don’t quote me on this, but I’m thinking they give you a federal holiday when the CIA murders you for being against the Vietnam War and then they blame your murder on a lone deranged gunman??) Not sure. Anyway.
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Today is also the day that the plumber stops by to look at the bathroom pipes and fixtures again, before he signs off on his estimate to the USDA to get started on my home repairs!!
I’m guessing he’s going to be really happy to be out, driving around in all this snow today…
We shall soon see!
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Before I forget–
The late Sam Shepard’s website offers free PDF downloads of some of his plays.
After seeing that wonderful photo of Sam that the Hotel Chelsea posted to Instagram (it’s on my post from yesterday), it got me thinking again about that play he wrote with Patti Smith in 1971, “Cowboy Mouth”.
I looked but I don’t have a copy of it here in the house, although I have 7 of his other plays.
So I was curious if it was offered free online anywhere. I wanted to revisit it, to see why it had been so important to me, when I read it in the mental hospital when I was 15 (it was my first introduction to Patti Smith, too — just a few months before she released Horses and my life changed forever).
It turns out, it is free to download on Sam’s website! You can download or read it HERE if you’re interested!
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Two days ago, Jami, one of Neal Cassidy’s daughters, died. She was 76.
The Kerouac Estate posted this to Instagram — Jack with Jami, a long, long time ago:
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UPDATE!!
Plumber has come and gone!!
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Okay.
Two more great photos from Perth:
Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds’ Wild God Tour of Australia continues tomorrow in Adelaide! You can buy tickets here.
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I follow a few different Native American accounts on Instagram.
I have no idea who this young man is, or which tribal nation he’s from, I only know his birthday was yesterday and he is gorgeous!!
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If you’re interested–
Although my great-great grandmother was a fullblood Black Foot, so I am Black Foot through the May family, but only because my grandmother married into the May family.
My great-great-great-great Uncle, on the May side, who was from Germany originally, had the privilege of being killed here in southern Ohio by the legendary Chief Blue Jacket!
The Mays helped settle the State of Kentucky, and my great-great-great-great Uncle kept crossing the Ohio River and heading up here into Shawnee territory. (The Shawnee lived all over Muskingum County, too, which is where I live now. How cool is that?)
Anyway.
Chief Blue Jacket told my great-great-great-great Uncle that if he came back into this part of Ohio again, Chief Blue Jacket was going to kill my great-great-great-great Uncle.
And my Uncle came back.
And Chief Blue jacket killed him.
Here are two things we know to be true:
- The Mays basically do whatever the fuck they want to do
- Chief Blue Jacket was a man of his word
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This was really good.
From Ross K. Nichols Sunday School from yesterday:
“In this class, we examine a select group of archaeological inscriptions from the ancient Near East. These independent sources attest to the historical reality of certain biblical figures and events while offering alternative perspectives that confirm, expand, or contrast the narratives in Scripture. Can archaeology supply the missing pieces? Can foreign voices round out stories we thought we knew?”
The Bible’s Missing Pieces (1 hr 15 mins):
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I suppose I better close this and get my day started around here.
The laundry is already done. The plumber has come & gone. And I have a lot of work to do on the synopsis notes that Sandra sent over on Thursday. And I also want to get some work done on my contribution to the M. Christian tribute anthology. And I also really, really want to read “Cowboy Mouth” again! (After 50 years…)
So let’s get this snowy Hinterlands party started.
Enjoy your Monday, wherever you are in the world!
Thanks for visiting.
I love you guys. See ya!
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Let’s leave with this!
It was my driving-home-from-town music last night. (On repeat.)
Once again, Tom Petty, with Mudcrutch in 2016, saving my life!
“Dreams of Flying”. Enjoy, gang.
“Dreams Of Flying”
See the bright lights of Memphis
I got a friend lives down there
And I don’t know
If I’ll go back again
Givin’ up feels like dying
I get dreams of flying
I get dreams of flying
Whatcha do lies behind us
Better roll your window down
And let it go
Crashing down the road
Truth is it ain’t worth lying
I get dreams of flying
I get dreams of flying
Got a diamond on my finger
Got a sapphire through my ear
And for all I know
I might go back again
See what’s in there hiding
I get dreams of flying
I get dreams of flying
Ooh, I get dreams of flying
Yeah, I get dreams of flying
Oh well, I get dreams of flying
c – 2016- Tom Petty






