Rain Rain Go Away – Jazz Fest Bands Want to Play
By the time I finally was dressed and getting out the door for Jazz Fest the sky darkened, lightning flashed on the horizon, thunder roared overhead, and there you have it – it started to rain cats and dogs. I watched the endless parade of wet Jazz Festers coming back all of them slick from rain and yet happy. I ventured over to J and drank a mimosa and danced to Valerie and then we all decided to be contra flow and head out into the rain, all going our separate ways. I went to the Fairgrounds and trampled through the mud with my umbrella barely keeping me dry. I looked around at the lines for food in the pouring rain, the hoards trekking through the mud, and decided I was completely insane for being there and came home to finish the Almodovar movie we had started a month ago.