Thursday, July 30, 2009
That's what John Denver used to say. Experimental planes got the best of the Ol' Country Boy, but far out, away from Planet Home, is where I'm is at. Endless miles equal introspection and wandering wondering. Work stress and masterminding dirt lips and re-upholstering motorcycle seats score a tie in mental ping pong. If you remember Gnip Gnop you are old. The nail that sticks up gets hammered down. It is pouring rain in Kentucky but not back home. (the Eurovan looks extra European from the roof down). Ideally, there will be enough rain at Birdland for new construction but not enough to destroy the hard work of my early week efforts. Check out www.chopcult.com soon or go surf The COme uP and post comments about what is worse instead of better than what is new is now officially old. It's a low-point when the high point of your day is a guy you knew from 1981 sent you a friend request on Facebooger. Get high on life. HIGH LIFE. My apologies.