08 June, 2004

Tribal Love

...I feel good, in a special way/I'm in love and it's a sunny day....

I love my Tribe, I love my Tribe, I love my Tribe. Coco, who takes care of the things I can't stand. Susangrace, of the nimble fingers, who makes my daughter happy. BuddahPat, who feeds me. The Animal, who diverts me. And BirthdayBoy, who agrees to go with me to the Recher Theater to see Crack The Sky. The keyboardist was his piano teacher. The world is small, small.

It's a gorgeous day. Finishing the third of three tasks will prove Herculean, but since I've a quarter of his duties, I think I can manage.

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