I know I promised a more substantive post this AM, but it’ll wait till the PM — going out for sushi lunch with a friend, and off to sell a guitar as well, plus finally getting the old archtop modified.

Revision to most recent poem coming, news of the job front, and general rumination.

I ate at a cool joint today in Danielson, CT called the Rain Desert. Owned by a couple of old Deadheads — full bar, decorations from the 60s (Warhol style rockstar portraits everywhere, the bar is a laminated collage of old album covers, posters, ticket stubs, etc. and they are real, not fake kitsch), and the soundtrack is all 60s live stuff — Dead bootlegs, the Band, live Who, etc.

And the food ROCKS — I had a steak sandwich called the “Panama Red” — real slices of flank steak broiled in buffalo sauce and served on a bulkie roll with roasted red peppers and Mozzarella cheese. DAMN. Also had sweet potato fries, and a couple of draft Newcastles to boot. Great menu overall with cool choices from veggie stuff to prime rib sandwiches and great appetizers.

Dawn S, we’re going here next time you’re in town.

More substantive post in the light of day.