I spent six or seven hours to hang curtain rods
I’m no good at that kind of thing
I gathered together many bundles of cut up cardboard boxes
That some new furniture was delivered in
But my neighbors had already completely filled the recycling bins
I walked down the street to see guadalupe rivera marín speak
At the bravo
I had on my freshly-pressed white shirt from banana republic
But felt totally outclassed
The woman next to me lookеd through her pink-framed glasses and askеd me
If i paid for my ticket, i said yes i did
She said hers were free, and showed me an enormous gold chain
And she said, “guadalupe gave this to me”
Her hands shook as she took a photo
Of guadalupe rivera marín on the stage
She was polite and friendly in her oaxacan-style dress
Her husband wasn’t paying much attention
The translator had some technical difficulties
And the crowd wasn’t very forgiving
I guess that’s what you get watching a bunch of rich folks diss on a volunteer organization
Guadalupe told the story in spanish
Of holding her father in her arms
Moments before he passed away
Even in her 90s after years of recounting the story, she became emotional on the stage
Even as her translator struggled through technical difficulties
I felt a little lost and skipped the cocktail reception
And picked up a burrito from el farolito
And called my dad to wish him a happy father’s day
Then i went home and picked up my paul reed smith guitar
It’s tahoe blue
And i wrote some parts that day
“stephen hawking’s voice will beam into space following memorial service
The vangelis-scored recording will be transmitted toward nearest black hole following the westminster abbey ceremony”
Some day i’ll walk alone
But before that day comes i’ll be sure to tell my dad
How much he means to me
It would take you ten minutes to hang those curtain rods, dad
I love that about you—you’re good to have around
There’s a lot of bad things happening in the world today
I was just in barcelona, we were boarding when i read the news anthony bourdain hung himself
In a five-star hotel
And asia argento’s tears are streaming down her face on instagram
Eric ripert is keeping up appearances
The world sure has less patience than it used to, doesn’t it?
I just called my dad and wished him “happy father’s day”
He was picking up a lawnmower that was out for repairs
He said he’s gotta keep the conversation short – it’s four o’clock, and the place closes at five
And it makes me so happy i can call my dad on the phone
Some day i know you will leave us
Now i gotta write more words to this song
We broke for lunch and enjoyed the sun
At old jerusalem
The guy already knew our order
And it makes me so happy to live where i do
In san francisco, and the sun is out and yes the sky is blue
And i can pick up the phone and call my dad
And talk about guitars all afternoon
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