Dear Folks,

     I had a wonderful Father's Day with Cynthia and my daughter Jesse and her husband Dan. To adumbrate: we went to see Woody Allen's new movie, Midnight In Paris, a delightful film whose main character yearned for and found a quondam Paris. We then took our esurient appetites to Tiffin's for supper and started to confabulate. I told them how excited I was that Art Miron would be playing this Friday, June 24 and how much I enjoyed his mellifluous performances. I am really delighted that he will be joined by Richard Redding on electric guitar and Jen Schonwald on vocals. I hope my praise was not fulsome and that they (and you) will come and bring a voracious appetite since Weavers Way will be have goodies for sale.

     They talked of maybe finding a new place to live and I advised them to come shop for furniture at our Umpteenth Mt. Airy Train Station yard sale this Saturday, June 25 from 9 to 2 p.m. (note the slightly longer hours) where they not only could find the usual gallimaufry of goods for sale but also enjoy being serenaded, whilst shopping,  by a couple of our musicians eager to entertain - most notably: Sharon Abbott with bassist John Wight, and Terry Genji doing a solo set.

     There was such a plenitude of great Indian cuisine that we took away containers for future lunches. As we prepared to depart Jesse gave me a present of a little tin called THE REALLY REALLY BIG WORDS TRIVIA QUIZ. It was condign for me to open the tin and we engaged in the sesquipedalian game of trying to guess the correct definitions. Needless to say - Jesse and Dan left me with a challenge. How many of these words could I fit into my next blog without creating a hebetude in you, my readers, by my logorrhea.  If you hung in this long, you either have a very impressive vocabulary, have learned to skip over words that you don't know, or you are also prolix. Let me know which.

By the way, check out wordsmith.org to fine tune your understanding of the harder words and check to see if I used them correctly.

We hope you recover and come to our weekend events.

Greg and Cynthia (who is totally innocent of this rebarbative blog)