You see a guy with one leg, he's got a story. "Land mine '69." You see a guy with one arm, he's got a story, too. "Snow blower, bottle of whiskey." You see a guy with one tooth, what would the story be? "Well, uh, I like a lot of taffy."
Monday, July 25, 2011
Arry Pooootttter!
I loved Harry Potter. It made me cry. I was so sad that it was the end. Of course, this is America. Things do not end here. We run them into the ground until every single last cent can be squeezed out of it. So, I suspect we will get a whole lot more Harry Potter at some point. And, Yay! Maybe. Wait, those Star Wars things went so badly. Nevermind. Non-Yay!
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Friday, July 1, 2011
Sometimes You Just Gotta Be a Little Kid inTexas
This dang song is in my head. I kinda like it. It's not my favorite song in all the world. And, no one would ever accuse me of being a country fan. But, it reminds me of my dad, so I don't mind it so much. I guess, too, it is a little burned into my upbringing since I was raised in Gilley's loving era of Houston. So, I can't be to blame (however, Mandy can).
Anyway, it's a bit dorky. But, I can remember riding around in my dad's truck at the lake where my granddad lived. I would be sitting in the middle with this playing on the 8-track. Not such a bad memory if you ask me. So, I present to you the song that is going through my head!
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