Summer there, and some aren’t.

At the age of 6 while in recess I ran into another kid’s head with my front tooth, killed it. Luckily for me it filled with calcium. Fast forward 35 years and I’ve lost Ol’ Yeller. Tonight was my first night socializing after a week of solitude. An exercise in self-awareness. “My eyes are up here”. Fun too.

Wilco - Summerteeth:

That passing zone at 2:46 though...¯\_(ツ)_/¯


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