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OMG, I love, love that song. I saw KISS twice (three times?) in concert (in the non-makeup, non-Peter Criss years), and I always fantasized that Paul Stanley would come to the mic and say, "Now we want to bring out an old friend of ours." And Peter Criss would walk out an start to sing "Beth." Wow. I'm having flashbacks. Thank you!
Posted by: GoodEnoughWoman | 17 September 2009 at 01:38 PM
love the pic of whippet-on-chaise below because the foliage reminded me of SC. as you may recall my house there was also mid-forest.
got another of those unreadable here's-why we-owe-you -nothing tomes from pearson today. sigh
sorry no punc--cat in armz
aspasia
Posted by: aspasia | 24 September 2009 at 05:18 PM