My favorite friend I've never met was going to fly from AZ to here to see a bunch of SF Jazz shows.
He couldn't make it. (I still don't know why, dude.)
A couple of weeks ago, I got a mixed CD in the mail and in the case was a ticket to see a show Wednesday night: Peter Apfelbaum & the NY Hieroglyphics. He's awesome like that.
While I was listening, I had a weird epiphany of sorts. A total moment of clarity, an omen...I'm not sure what it was. In any case, suddenly, I thought...no, I perceived, almost ("thought" sounds too cogitative and conscious for what the experience was like), Obama will be president. I don't know where this came from; I sure as hell don't believe that it's in the bag by any means until it is, but...
Believe.
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