I have discovered a pleasure greater than sitting in the tub and reading the New Yorker or Believer magazines.
A combination of rediscovering internet radio and inheriting speakers has revealed unthinkable ecstacies:
I can now take my evening bath while listening to WFUV City Folk Morning.
Better than listening to it come in staticky for two minutes while throwing on my work clothes and heading out the door.
Previously, the best place to listen to FUV was in my car, so I'm pretty sure the timing had something to do with my bad luck with Simone (my car in Japan) this morning.
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hi, honey. sounds like things there are swimming. I am doing an article about bathhouses--have you been to Kabuki in SF? It is rumored that there's one in Fort Lee but no confirmation. I think I'm skipping the HM reunion to go canvassing this weekend. nicole made all these cool shirts and mine says "tuesday is the new thursday" on the front and "vote" on the back.
how is your fam?
xoxoxoxoxo Mo
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