Still Here

... at writing group week in Zion. Since Bucky wasn't here to entertain us, last night we popped The Last Waltz into the DVD player and turned it up loud on the big screen. It was amazing, of course, and made that much better by the fact that we had two rows of big cushy seats in our little theater, all filled with the kind of women who make you feel like you might be living the writing workshop equivalent of having Joni Mitchell, Neil Young, Rick Danko and Bob Dylan all up on stage with you.

Robbie or Rick? Please. Rick. Of course.