Well, I finally got the sandman out of my eyes long enough to get myself out the door and to The Muslim for some hearty beef and potato stew, followed by an evening of dutars, tambourines, tablas, and guitars at my old stomping ground - 3J.
Great to see Froog after the long absence and caught up with another good friend, too.
Plus, D-Jaan was there, of course. It was Panjir, afterall! The morning after and D-Jaan inspired haikus flow forth uninhibited. You'll have to check out Froog's Haiku Comment Thread to have a read.
So, while I missed Benny at Salud on Wednesday night (I didn't know! Had I known, surely I'd wipe that sand out of my eyes and gotten in the jazz-mood.), I'm glad I managed to get my life back to 'normal' by Thursday night.
The dirty fishbowl looks more appealing with a little music and good companions with whom to while away the hours.
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