I have music on every waking minute. I feel like I can’t think straight without it. Not much of a dancer. Neither was Grace. We always planned to take ballroom dance lessons, but never did. Once, on a job application that asked her to list personal attributes that qualified her for the job, Grace wrote, “I dance like a frog in a blender.” According to the manager, that got her the interview, and then she got the job..
Grace and I used to give each other mix-tapes, back in the prehistoric world before playlists. I still have the first cassette I mailed to her just weeks after Tokyo, months before we managed to get back together again for the first time. I can’t believe how bold and inappropriate some of my choices were. “Hike up your skirt a little more and show the world to me.” Yikes! I recently found a scrap of paper with a scribbled list of songs titled New CD for Thom. Someday soon, I’ll find those songs on iTunes and make the new CD she was planning to give me.