I couldn't stomach listening to the Mets lose to the "mighty"
Pirates again yesterday, so I popped in the CD I found in my
wife's car of Richard Shindell's first album, Sparrow's Point.
The CD made nice company on the drive back from the Berkshires,
and brought back a flood of memories of those days, circa 1991,
when we were first married...
"Excelsior, you fathead!"
-Chris-