I have this song looping in my head. It’s a Carole King song. My mom loved this song and we listened to it grooving and scratching away on our somewhat stereophonic music console that held it down in the teddy-bear-brown carpeted hallway…
…in the house I grew up in. A long time and a lotta distance has passed since then but this song will always remind me of a Pontiac on a country road going somewhere with a woman, my mother, I no longer know.
We hang out on Wednesdays so I’m here saying hello just in case you are here. I’ll be back here tomorrow.
And oink by the way….Oink!
XO – fat pig