Not many days after, I went out and had a bowl of yak stew. In my book it was soup, but the menu said stew and I figure they have their reasons.
I am in the midst of getting two tooth implants. The extractions took place a long time ago. Last two weeks ago the screws were put in. Last week the stitches came out. In two or three months the crowns will go on.
Sunday I went to the Watts Towers Jazz Festival. It was a difficult decision, I didn't want to leave the house. Vlatkovich was playing in a band led by Danny Cortez and Ray Harris. I went to Locke High School with those guys. I wanted to see them again. I had a talk with Danny, didn't get to speak with Ray. I ran into a lot of other people, some of whom I see often, others I hadn't seen for a decade or two. I don't always enjoy these experiences, but Sunday was fun. Until the pit bull...
|The stitches are out now.|
|I assume something is inscribed on this obelisk,|
but I've never gone close to look. It is kind of
strange, standing out there all alone in that field.
|Had to get an order of chili fries. These evoke a very different|
memory for me than chili rice. It is a Locke High School related
|Two exceptional bassists. Nedra Wheeler and Michael Alvidrez.|
|Nedra Wheeler and yours truly.|
|Roy Gaines and his Tuxedo Blues Band.|
|Pianist and composer Bobby West on the left greeting a well-wisher.|
|Trombonist Phil Ranelin (right) in conversation listening to someone.|
|A music lover joining in.|
|Vocalist Dwight Trible.|
|Who else but Michael Vlatkovich?|
|Lisa Marie, Michael and Shante.|
|You can fill in the blanks.|
|Neal. Hadn't seen him for ages.|
|Tracy getting ready to tuck into the burger at Hawkins.|