And Now We Go Forward
DK is still in Cananda, with official permission, of course, so I skipped the Old Time Inn last night and just stayed home to read James L Nelson's The Blackbirder, a very fine swashbuckling novel set in Virginia et al in 1704. I just can't put it down.
I'll be going to the Fox Valley jam tonight even though DK won't be there. Anne might remember to bring that Larrivee guitar that my wife and I want to buy back, plus, I like jamming all night more than just getting up and playing a set and then sit and drink beer the rest of the time.
If it takes a grasshopper with a wooden leg one hour to kick all the seeds out of a dill pickle, how many pancakes cover a dog house?
I'll be going to the Fox Valley jam tonight even though DK won't be there. Anne might remember to bring that Larrivee guitar that my wife and I want to buy back, plus, I like jamming all night more than just getting up and playing a set and then sit and drink beer the rest of the time.
If it takes a grasshopper with a wooden leg one hour to kick all the seeds out of a dill pickle, how many pancakes cover a dog house?
posted by Rev Pete at 5:24 AM
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