I don't say happy birthday to John Lennon every year, but just by chance it happened that the first post of the day — "Both VP nominees are now participating in the old tradition of responding to questions written on an orange..."— contained the sentence:
"I struggle to resist re-telling the story of My Dinner With Bruce Springsteen."
The internal link goes back to a post from the first year of this blog:
Go back to the first post of today to see how that connected up. But rereading that old post — which has a Sean Lennon Ono tag (because I sat near Yoko Ono when she was pregnant with Sean) — made me want to check to see what Sean was writing on X today. I see:
What nice synchronicity! It was only by chance that John and Sean were born on the same day and only by chance that on this October 9th, the story of an orange rolled up the aisle of an airplane took me back to the story of My Dinner in the Vicinity of John and Yoko.
If I had to try to think of a meaningful connection, I'd say — as I've said before — I like that Yoko Ono book "Grapefruit."
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Dejavú all over again, or Tomorrow never knows.
Enjoyed reading the old post, and now want to check out the book. I’m not a fan of twitter really, but from what i can recall ono was one of the best posters on there.
Fatherhood.
I share a birthday with my dad as well. And despite being named Sean, my dad is not John Lennnon.
Birthday parties are a lot more fun after you've shot up.
I recently started following his son Sean Yoko Lennon on Twitter. He is more centrist than you might expect.
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