Monday, June 18, 2012

Good Times and Riches


I have a weird inclination to attribute significance to silly coincidences. Hey, after my new chums gave me a painting by one of only two local artists I have met and admired, I’m sticking with my tendency.

Every morning I wake at 5:45 to my iPod playing songs. I have to laugh at how often I make connections between the random selections and whatever is happening for me. I know it’s a stretch but I am getting quite used to it.

Before I leave Amsterdam for good, I made a short list of things I still want to see. On Sunday I toured the Amsterdam Heritage Museum and shopped for my grandson on Kalverstraat before walking to the Leidseplein for a few beers and a chance to use my pen. I sat down, made my order, and dug in my man-bag for my iPod Touch.

Here’s what I heard:

If it suddenly ended tomorrow
I could somehow adjust to the fall.
Good times and riches
And sonofabitches
I’ve seen more than I can recall.
                                         --Jimmy Buffett

Is it me? OK, probably, but you have to admit…

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