Honeycombs and principles

[sovay]

I am returned from New London. It was—is—a very good Rosh Hashanah. I made honeycake; I heard my dear friend who does not have a livejournal and I had good conversations with the rabbi and his wife, who are awesome, even if they believe that cauliflower and brussels sprouts are edible; I sang Yiddish for a ninety-five-year-old rabbi and slept very little. My mother made me chicken soup with knaidlach when I got back, and I saw A Fish Called Wanda (1988) last night. My poem "The Devourer" (dedicated to watermelontail) has been accepted by Mythic Delirium, and I have a lot of unrelated paperwork to deal with. This is an all right in-between time.

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[sovay]

(I love that song)

It seems to tell a slightly different story every time Dylan performs it. I have also versions by the Indigo Girls and Elysian Fields.

[setsuled.livejournal.com]

It seems to tell a slightly different story every time Dylan performs it.

Interesting--yeah, there's something colder about this one. Less hopeful, but not necessarily gloomy.

I have also versions by the Indigo Girls and Elysian Fields.

Why thank you, sweetie.

[setsuled.livejournal.com]

Here's Bob Dylan trying, and failing, to sing "See You Later Alligator" (http://www.sendspace.com/file/2aueph).