Weather and the Vinyl Cafe

Not ready for any snowfall tomorrow. Any more than I was ready to finally listen to the last Vinyl Cafe Christmas Concert this afternoon. I made it through the show, though, right up to the closing salutations from Mr. McLean.

I cried. No regrets, no apologies. I cried.

I said before: Stuart McLean was among our most ruthless storytellers. Others are as ruthless. None are moreso.

This will never be a complaint on my part.

Closing out the night

Good night, and good luck.