Snatched

Hola Darling Ones, Hope you made it out of August of unscathed. I did, barely. As per usu August was a jerk to me right until the very end. I racked up a of failures in August. I lost battles with my Homeowner’s ASSociation, myself, and my self-confidence. It was a rough month, but I made it through. To make up for August being a little the bitch, the universe out two good things in my lap. Back to back even. Yesterday I got to spend the day catching up with my friend Ray, who I’ve known since the 90s. Ray lives in Madison, so i only get to see him very few years. Yesterday he stopped over before the Sugar show at First Ave. We spent six house sitting in my living room talking about absolutely everything — politics, music, aging parents, sleep apnea, marriage, generational differences, medical concerns, and how all cops are, indeed, bastards. It went by way too quickly. The older I get the more I appreciate my long-term friends who have known so many iterations of me and loved all of…