Monday, February 09, 2009
she died this weekend at age 82. my meandering train of thought leads me from blossom dearie to cal ripkin thusly: i really love dearie's funny little voice, and she always makes me think of my wonderful writing teacher, carolyn, who was a fan. dearie was a jazz chanteuse for sure, but my favorite is the oddly melancholy song figure eight, from schoolhouse rock. which also makes me think of my bean, who had a curious passion for the number eight when she was very young (at baltimore orioles baseball games, she would yell, "NUMBER EIGHT!" when cal ripken came up to bat). see? and isn't "blossom dearie" the best name, ever?