Slow Ride . . .

This past weekend was the 34th annual running of the Milford Oyster Festival.

The headliner? The one, the only:

You know, of . . .

-- um, that would be Slow Ride -- fame.

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The band got itself ready . . .

. . . while the rest of Milford carried on, enjoying its festering self.

The black-eyed susans bloomed spontaneously . . .

. . . and the River Flip-Flop roared mightily.

The vendors were out in full force, looking like something out of Nogales.
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All our peeps gathered on the Green on a gorgeous day. Not the Green. Fowler Field. There's me making out with saying hi to Buzzie's friend Tyler. (Um Jennie? My hair needs a little love? Hello?) There's MB and Robin and Mike and Lisa, too.

It was a day when MB's world collided. Here's MB's high school friend Buzzie . . .

. . . And her NYC friend Robin.

Here's the back of Buzzy and Robin. And MB and me.

Here's MB's Mark and the newlywed Jen.

And here's MB's other boyfriend, Mr. Belly Man.

Cool Shirt Guy . . .

Oh, the peeps were out in full force that day . . .

There's Ruff . . .

Oh. And of course. Psycho Man. Notice the buzzard tatt on his right neck.

Jerry was in the house . . .

Foghat is a band for every generation.

The ubiquitous New England lobster shirt . . .

And the ubiquitous New England ferris wheel . . .

It's a treat to have Mistah Schleckah along, taking arteestic photos . . .

Z-Man showed up . . .

And, apparently, was hilarious.

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Foghat started playing, loudly, and all of a sudden,

It started pouring.

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Fog! Hat! Fog! Hat!

They just carried on, like any self-respecting 80's iconic band would.

The peeps, they loooove the Foghat.

During the downpour, MB and a few friends walked home. Mark and a few friends walked to the bars. But Mistah Schleckah and I, and Buzzie and Tyler, we stayed right where we were, in Foghat Nation.

And then:

The sun popped back out. And it became beautiful again.

I talked Buzzie's ear off Buzzie and I yakked.

It was a day of Buzzie Love.

And then, well, then it was six o'clock. And you know what that means in Milford.

"Keep moving, folks."

We somehow survived the sweep. We were the last friends there. Just the Z-Man and some litter and Me, talking on the phone to our friend Bruce, on Buzzy's calculator blackberry.

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We went home to Mark's and built a fire and had a Slow Ride.

We Took It Easy.