Diane von Austinburg decided on a whim to come out and visit me. Actually she came out to check on the tag sale a friend of ours claimed he was going to regale us with. I was very dubious any such sale might ever actually materialize, but I’m always delighted to host Diane. So I was sort of a collateral visit. SPOILER ALERT: no tag sale happened.
Coincidentally, I had snagged two tickets for the B-52’s farewell tour. The B-52s were a very important part of the wacky years I spent in New Orleans. I loved their music and the joie de vivre they expressed. Diane has long claimed she and I went to one of their concerts in Austin even though I don’t remember it, but then, there’s lots of stuff from those years that I don’t remember. So Diane was here, the band was here, I had spectacularly great tickets (9th row center,) it was meant to be.
And then, it didn’t happen. All along we both acknowledged how very unlikely it was that we would actually make it to the concert that night. My bad back, the fact that neither of us are wild about being around strangers, and just general inertia were all conspiring against us.
Even more was the sense that the time for whooping it up at a rock show had passed me by. My best friend Magda shared my passion for the B-52s and in fact, the very first time he and I hung out was at one of their shows. Magda died 7 years ago and I still miss the old thing. In fact, pretty much all of my friends from those heady years have passed on to the other side of the grass. And so the idea that a B-52’s show would be haunted by their ghosts was just a little more than I could face. So we stayed home and played Boggle and reveled in the comfort of being old farts.
guys who do not have to worry about being old farts. NOT YET.
I know he’s not nekkid (so unfortunate) but this is a birthday present for Mikey from Chaturbate
This guy does not seem to go with shocking pink. It’s just not his color.
This guy, who I keep referring to as “That guy” is actually named Jake Andrews. You’re welcome.
Welcome to the North Pole. Enjoy your visit.
Booty
Penis, penis on the wall
Mr. Rhino Horn is in the house.
That devilish eyebrow
mrpeenee 
My old self gives thanks every day for your old self still being in my life. See ya in a couple of weeks!
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I’m looking forward to it very much. I always love the sunny weather you bring, even if it’s a disappointment to you.
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I wish I’d known. I would have taken those B52s tickets! Of course, there’s the little matter that you are 5,351 miles away… Jx
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I tried to resell them on the website where I bought them, but I think I waited too long.
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This was a highly disturbing post. Great tickets for what I’m sure was a terrific concert squandered without any regret, rationalized by old-fogeydom, a state of mind that begets inertia and eventual decline. Ah well, it’s your money and time to waste,
so I shouldn’t judge. But, I do. LOL
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Dude. I am 67 years old, the idea that I need to be fighting against the tides of time is what’s disturbing. That whole “do not go gently” thing is fine, but sometimes you just want to play Boggle.
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Mr. P., I hate to tell you this. I think you’re living in your own private Idaho, with static filling your attic from Channel Z.
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Jackie Ohhhhhhhhhhhh.
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The Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City has a Tudor painting exhibition until the 8th of January.
https://www.metmuseum.org/exhibitions/listings/2022/tudors
I toyed with the idea of going for about a half an hour. To schlep from Philadelphia to New York city, then onto the museum to walk around and look at everything, then turn around and schlep home made me think better of it.
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I feel you, sister.
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I wonder if the B52s will sing, seated in comfortable chairs like Joni Mitchell did at a recent performance at a folk festival and Marianne Faithfull before her, she had someone stood next to her flicking over the pages to the lyrics, they just don’t know when to call it a day. I’d rather stay at home and do a 1000-piece jigsaw of the Merry Wives of Windsor.
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The fact they are even older than I was a consideration in giving the show a pass.
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