I wuz gonna blog about something related to the broken microwave in my hotel.. how that forced me out in the streets with my frozen gorgonzola spinach pasta… where i found a hidden microwave behind a chained door.. but I could barely reach it.. which somehow got me in touch with the nice Indian guy who’d accidentally locked himself out of his room with rice cooking on the stove ,, 

 

but then…

           but then……..

                        but then………  I atarteted watching old Joni Mitchell videos on youtube .. 

that led to a bunch of old Frank Zappa videos

which brought back so many memories…

and just the thought of memories brought townes van zandt to mind ..

now I’m sitting here in my hotel room crying by myself quite happily..

…

 

which brings me back to my gorgonzola pasta.. 

 

 

 

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and some necessary fall footage with Chai baby  and Satori 

 

munichs’ not bad.. but i still miss vermont, texas and LA

 

nite all. nite sam

-me