—the end of September, when you were just a hollow fellow—

Those are not quite the lyrics at the beginning of the song by librettist Harvey Schmidt and composer Tom Jones of the musical The Fantastics. The words and their order are intricate and evocative and I have to look them up every time. But I can hum the melody and I do, a lot, in September, which, as I write, is over. (Happy October First). I enjoy my tangents. I listened to the song sung first by Jerry Orbach in—1960 when the show opened off Broadway. It kept running until ….

I KEEP DOING THIS. I have to swim, i have to have breakfast. I’ll be back.

But npt today. there’s a lot more to say and I have run out of today’s window.

Have a good night.