Jazz
Last night I went to hear some friends play at The Blue Whisp, a jazz club here in Cincy. They are really good. It was beautiful. For minute I felt like I was back in Chicago again…although I don’t know why because I only went to jazz clubs there a couple of times over the summer. It was enough just to hear and feel, though, and CHicago is what it felt like. It really made me miss it. Thankfully my friends Lisa and I are planning a whirl-wind trip there for a week-end sometime in April.
By the way, white zinfandel on an empty stomach is a bad idea, no matter how good it is.
