It's funny -- I was never much of a jazz fan. I appreciate it, and have been to several performances -- Mel Torme at Gusman years ago, with George Shearing -- tix I bought for my mentor Ed and his wife Joyce and Wifey and me. And several shows at UM, which, I am told, has a top Jazz program in the US.
But Sunday am, it is my preferred background music. I put WDNA on the Sonos, low, and really dig it. They have different shows -- traditional Jazz, Latin Jazz. Monday I listen to their Blues, which I really dig. But something about Sunday seems appropriate for jazz -- goes back to my early days with Wifey, when we would put on WDNA and read the Sunday Herald and, later when we could afford the luxury, the Sunday NY Times.
I find the music sets the tone for a lovely day. And today one is planned. Norman is due over after noon, and we will then fetch his boy Benji, and head to see our Marlins. Up to a 2 loss streak this weekend, they've been the best team in MLB since June -- I think this will make my 6th game this year. Dr. Barry is meeting us there -- like me -- overcoming the inertia that keeps our ample tucheses at home on weekends.
We're likely going to a post game dinner, too, and Norman suggested a place near the stadium called Jon and Vinny's -- an LA pizza place that opened in yet another gentrifying 'hood near JMH -- Allapattah. The Ds have, of course, been, and both report it is good. Pizza with my boys after a Marlins game? Yeah -- smart money says it'll be good.
Tomorrow the plan is to fetch Baby Man at camp, and spend the evening with the boys. Tuesday I think we may see Mike for HIS birthday -- 4 days older than I. It's also my Dad's yahrzeit -- so nice to have the happy occasion of Mike's day to balance out the sadness. Dad's gone 44 years now -- much of my adult life -- and yet he's with me daily -- especially with Little Man -- who has his name.
Later in the week, I have a supply run to Total Wine, to provision for my birthday gathering -- looking to be around 30, which is nice. My best college friends, law school friends, and lawyer friends are all due -- with one exception -- Joelle and Kenny, who are enjoying the cooler climes of Maine.
Jeff and Lili and Loni and Mike were supposed to be away at their Summer retreats -- but the former couple pops home once a month while in Connecticut, and made it this week, and the latter are back from Western NC awaiting the birth of their second grandchild.
I really didn't wish anyone to schlep here, but my nephew of another mother, Scott, and Sam, are flying in from D.C. Scott loves an excuse to come home for a few days, and as he told me, "You are MORE than an excuse." So I'm honored they're coming here in the hottest time -- though I think D.C. has been pretty tropical this Summer, too. And Scott knows the martinis here will be cold -- like my Chicago bartender Marc said, in classic Chicago accent: "Colder than my ex-wife's heart."
So the Jazz plays. They just announced, on WDNA, they're having their Summer fundraising drive. I donate a few times per year -- and they give NICE swag -- hats and T Shirts. During Covid, the shirt said "Alone Together," and I just wore that one the other day.
Apparently I'm a member, which entitles me to see live shows at their studios on Coral Way. We used to go -- lots of fun. Maybe I'll drag Wifey out of her recliner in the coming weeks and attend one. It becomes SO easy to just stay home -- other than for grandkids and events. We must overcome.
Right now James Suggs is playing -- some nice Sax. Sax on a Sunday am is lovely.
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