TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

My makeup is dry and it cracks round my chin / I’m drowning my sorrows in whiskey and gin / The lion-tamer’s whip doesn’t crack anymore / The lions they won’t fight and the tigers won’t roar / La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

So let’s all drink to the death of a clown / Won’t someone help me to break up this crown? / Let’s all drink to the death of a clown / La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la / Let’s all drink to the death of a clown

The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor / Nobody needs fortunes told anymore / The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees / And frantically looking for runaway fleas / La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Last Sunday I dropped my eight year old son off at the bus for his first trip to sleepaway camp. It’s an exciting rite of passage. That morning both Jonah and Susan were in quite a state. It was like a Super Bowl Sunday with the entire Sidel family blasting onto the Rose Bowl field, confetti bombs blowing in the wind! Mom was trying make sure every detail was packed while Jonah was jumping out of his boots waiting for the whistle and the opening kick off.

My my…when that bus finally drove off, things got pretty relaxed up here in our canyon hideaway. Although we love and miss him, it’s sure been nice to get some grown-up time.

In the modern world of tech, the camp treated us to some snapshots from their nightly campfire singalongs. SO MUCH FUN! It certainly got me thinking about those days when I’ve sat with friends singing and laughing.

Here’s a mix of a cool, Idelic campfire set. I would say “Death Of A Clown” would be my choice to take on lead by the campfire. And yours?

And J, don’t forget to reapply the sunblock!

Letter from 1st week at sleep away camp

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