The fact that a 69 year old woman sleeps in a tree house, fell from it 20 feet to the ground and only "suffered minor injuries" impresses the hell out if me. Not overly nuts about a lot of her music, overly nuts over some. I heard Diamonds & Rust for years before I realized it didn't rhyme.

I'm still imagining what Charles Addams would have drawn, although, aside from minor environmental factors peculiar to New England, I'd love to sleep in a tree house.