took a walk to flying fish for din-din.
there were khaki uniformed and jackbooted
young men there whom i took for aggies
until later when a fella told me
that tcu played wyoming last night.
i told her, "if one of them starts
singing 'tomorrow belongs to me,'
on the way home, we stopped at the bull & bush
for a pint and a wine and some quiet talk.
a crew of cyclists rolled up
whom i took for critical mass
but turned out to be a wedding party
which was traversing ftw
via the ginger man, the bull & bush,
and the chat room.
their conversation was pretty interesting.
i belong to two drinking clubs
that are also bands,
and these days i seldom go out --
mainly when i'm playing,
so i try to book shows
with bands i want to hear.
i'm realizing that i don't miss
hanging out in places where lotsa folks
younger than me like to congregate.