Between The Devil And the Deep Blue Sea

When the wife invites the ladies over for Mahjong, I get out of the house. They’re a great bunch, but they play the game like it’s a blood sport. Fractious trash-talk melodies. Clacking, tile-smacking-the-table percussion. Wild ear-piercing laughter… So I drove down to the beach, Ella Fitzgerald singing about the devil and the deep blue sea on my sound system… [ read more ]