Someone was burning something today. Smelled tree-related. As I rounded my last half mile the smoke drifted through the oaks, lit by the sun.
I had to stop and take that picture.
It's Bruce Springsteen's 65th birthday today. He's another person I am certainly glad to share this planet with. He is like no one else.
And Now To This
He's always been the one the men want to be and the ladies want to...
Well, I heard him tell Terry Gross that the message of every rock song is ultimately, "Will you take your panties off?"
And surely the answer is always yes.
I'm not even going to post a video. There are a million. You have your favorites, I have mine.
Happy Birthday, Bruce. Live to be a thousand. Thanks for saving my life. Thanks for writing all those songs about Mary.