My day in town

Actually, this Wednesday starts on Tuesday. After the dentist
appointment, I drove through town rather than take the usual lake
route. This clever maneuver brought me to 15th ave. The very 15th ave
that sports another Cafe Victrola, a very different Cafe Victrola. I
stopped and had coffee and a chocolate croissant. Jeremy Denk was not there, probably over on the evil side of the lake. Where Bill Gates and Paul Allen hide out occasionally.
I do hope he returns safely.
On to Wed. Ladro, Librero, ecterero.
I know we have just this instant gotten to Wednesday, but now I want to
go back in time to the Chamber Music festival, bear with me, this will
make perfect nonsense soon.
While Meredith and I were at the aforementioned fiesta musica,
a woman came up (down, to be perfectly frank [our seats are row "C" the
strangers were further down the alphabet]) and asked if my wife might
not be the incredibly talented writer Laurie R. King. (I didn't know how incredible until about 3:00 this morning).
She was not (My wife was not {ms King, that is})
Suddenly, we are back in the Seattle public library again, because, I am looking for books by L.R.K
I found one, "Keeping Watch" which I read last night and early this morning, also which is why my eyes look like this and my spch ss shluuyrid
The walk up to Cap Hil was long because... I don't know, I'm just tired.
What else?
I didn't stop at Victrola (the frame shop one just east of Mel Brooks)
Lesson was as usual.
Wait a minute, on the way up, I stopped at Westlake Mall for lunch.
On the way up, I stopped at another mall to listen to some S. Amer music. Guitar, quatro, bass, perc, trumpet.
#9 bus home.....
Nice talkin' to ya, got things to do...drop by anytime.