All the World is Green

Tom Waits makes me want to be an old man who drank too many bourbons and smoked too many cigarettes.

Oddly enough, my aunt was a friend of Tom’s when she worked at a bakery in Freestone, CA where Tom and my aunt own homes. She said she was often surprised by how beautiful his children were, seeing how he was “not such a looker” (her words, not mine).