Joan and I had a date night Saturday night, had dinner out and then went to see Woody Allen's "Blue Jasmine". It was interesting and enjoyable, not Allen's old slapstick way, but in a kind of perverse, voyeuristic way of looking into people's lives. And who would have thought that Andrew Dice Clay and Kate Blanchett would ever end up in the same movie?
Most of the action is set in San Francisco, so it was like a little vacation back to my old stomping grounds, seeing places I knew and where I had lived a large swath of my life. If you see the film, the guitar shop that Blanchett goes into to find her son is the same guitar shop where I sold my Gibson Everly Brothers acoustic.
I bought that guitar in 1972, on my first leave from Fort Dix during my military internment. That guitar stayed with me for thirty-eight years. It survived two marriages. I finally sold it when I was separated, sleeping on floors, with wrecked hands from postal repetitive stress. I couldn't play it anymore and I needed the money.