My friends where haven’t I been is more like it.
Some dark places. As some of you know I have 73 children sprouted up around the world- all who I love devotedly- if somewhat distractedly. One of my favorite of these 73, the one girl they call “Scoopneck” but who was christened by myself and her mother as Sparrow MacCreedy-Zamboni, well she recently had her soul sucked away by a demonic succubus. I have been busily making tonics, spirits, kombuchas and spells to rid poor Sparrow of her daimonic posession. So far I have succeeded only is going through lots of bats wings, eyes of newts, frog toes, Sassafrass and Myrrh. But I am hopeful. Remember this is Zamboni talking, I have wrestled with the devil before.
I am trying to become just a little more hopefull, so I have enough hope to add to my concoctions. Then, as the grizzled old chef my Estonian Army barracks used to say, “we’ll be cooking with gas.”
So I hope to get back to answering questions- but you will be happy to know that I am busily preparing my next Happening- working title for this is Great Zamboni at The Crossroads.
It will be a spectacular show, filled with magic, the blues, and as always the vast sea of knowledge that is Zamboni himself- me!