Gonna dust off the oldies and swing with some newbies tonight in Scottsdale, Arizona at my dear friend Jeff’s Club Mardi Gras. In typical Marc style it will be anything goes. Looking forward to hearing from some of the local poets and hopefully some old slam friends — Sarge, Bob Nelson, Ed Marbry. We’ll see what goes down.
Last time I took a trip west like this I was nineteen years, kicked out of the house, and anticipating joining the Peace Corp. I hit the road in my Dodge convertible with my college buddy (and still my dear friend) Kit Cartsens and a pocket-sized copy of Zobra the Greek. When we got from the trip I was reunited with Sandi, my first true love and mother of Adam, Carl, and Sara. Two years later we were married. I wonder what might be the outcome of this trip west.
