Remember the waterfront shack with the sign FRESH FISH SOLD HERE.
Of course it's fresh, we're on the ocean. Of course it's for sale, we're not giving it away. Of course it's here, otherwise the sign would be someplace else. The final sign: FISH.
One of the big things I miss about New York is not my friends so much;
it's Shake Shack, the burger place. I miss Shake Shack.
My dream is to have a house on the beach, even just a little shack somewhere so I can wake up, have coffee, look at dolphins, be quiet and breathe the air.
Wear your tragedies as armor, not shackles.
The old Fleetwood Mac was much better;
they did some beautiful and, to my mind, very authentic blues. Chicken Shack did pretty well in Europe, but after I left, it was over.
Last Update: January, 2020