Summer continues to blast my speakers proudly with “maybe we can set aside our debts till it’s over!” Maybe. Let’s make some new ones, some purty big ones actually, ‘cause if I hear this tasty dessert correctly, we are truly blasting off, going to a parallel universe, and returning in 20 years. “Why can’t we just forget about these grains of sand here? When we return they’ll be beneath our feet along the shore evaporated when the sun expanded like a red-nosed drunk whose parallel self never drank at all.” This fun continues with the shoutoutTommy Hall (“I will plant tomatoes in the asphalt cracks so the crazies won’t be left behind.”) A joyful summer approaches wildly! You Me & IowaDownload your own flavorful copy of Tommy Hall by clicking here.
