lost down memory lane

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You may or may not recall that someone named Hill stopped by here and waxed fairly effusive about the look and layout here. It occurred to me I oughta check out her blog... see where all the commotion got started... and I hit one of the great Santana with the youngsters videos there. This is so generous of him and so beautiful too.

But the whole thing threw me back into my sadness over the loss of George Carlin because those two are connected in my memory. Back in my obliviously extreme hiptude, these guys danced at its edges and I had no clue how rare this kind of experience really is.

I think I have Alzheimer's because I don't think of the thousand times I've seen these guys on tv or on video. I see their bodies moving through smoky rooms and at the gas pump across from me. I see them where first they entered and that was decades ago. And Carlos is playing Carlin to me today....

I was going to tell you about Hill, but you probably already know about her, and, well, there's a heck of a lot of pink over there... and you know my thing about pink....

When I die I want Carlos full blast in the ancient redwoods while we're chipping me to feed the trees.