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Yesterday was another example of the new world of postmodern weather, in which the traditional narrative of seasons is disregarded by the Sky Gods.
Crazy out there.
Yesterday was also the first annual members meeting for the League of Independent Theater. Thanks to all for showing up. Always great to sit in a room brainstorming with like-minded people.
And yesterday I found myself listening to Robyn Hitchcock and the Egyptians and remembering a Sacramento summer many years ago when my buddy Steve Summers turned me on to Mr. Hitchcock. In those distant days Robyn's band was:
1. Lost Boys
2. Hard Boys
3. Soft Boys
4. New Boys
5. Blue Ridge Mountain Boys?
Winners get a ride on Brenda's Iron Sledge, losers have to hang with Leppo and the Jooves.