You'll Never Rust...
I got that nervous, excited feeling going on. When you know you're about to do something that could end in total disaster within the next 48 hours of your life. I have to catch a flight out of Boston to Atlanta and then a connection to Savannah.
In theory, I'll have 47 minutes to catch my connection.
The flight I'm taking runs 27 minutes late, on average.
Remind me to thank moms for insisting I attempt to snag the same connecting flight she's on when I sitting in the Atlanta "Caution. Doors do not rebound or spring back" airport wondering if investing in dog fighting could truly yield the high returns I've heard about.
Since I'm not completely sure they have the interweb in South Carolina...and I'm not completely sure my brother and I won't engage in some sibling death match which will only ends when one of us is wholly emasculated in front of our mom and returns to their life a shattered shell of a person, I figured I drop another entry.
Here is a link to a video of someone covering an Imaginary Friend song. Which is rockin', and cool, and spiffy and a bunch of other things.
Him I knew in passing. A brief, brush of a knowing in my earlier life. He was slightly unusual, but not in a harmful way. More in the way of someone who would stroke the petal of a flower rather than smell it. Maybe you have to live life from a slightly different perspective when your born into a history you never knew.
Sweet-Z and I went to the coolest damn zoo ever invented. It's pretty damn expensive, but worth it. Well worth it. I would live in that zoo if I could.
And last but not least, another one of these things. I completely break out of character and attempt to cover a song that was recorded a mere year or so ago. Which is just plain nutty.
In theory, I'll have 47 minutes to catch my connection.
The flight I'm taking runs 27 minutes late, on average.
Remind me to thank moms for insisting I attempt to snag the same connecting flight she's on when I sitting in the Atlanta "Caution. Doors do not rebound or spring back" airport wondering if investing in dog fighting could truly yield the high returns I've heard about.
Since I'm not completely sure they have the interweb in South Carolina...and I'm not completely sure my brother and I won't engage in some sibling death match which will only ends when one of us is wholly emasculated in front of our mom and returns to their life a shattered shell of a person, I figured I drop another entry.
Here is a link to a video of someone covering an Imaginary Friend song. Which is rockin', and cool, and spiffy and a bunch of other things.
Him I knew in passing. A brief, brush of a knowing in my earlier life. He was slightly unusual, but not in a harmful way. More in the way of someone who would stroke the petal of a flower rather than smell it. Maybe you have to live life from a slightly different perspective when your born into a history you never knew.
Sweet-Z and I went to the coolest damn zoo ever invented. It's pretty damn expensive, but worth it. Well worth it. I would live in that zoo if I could.
And last but not least, another one of these things. I completely break out of character and attempt to cover a song that was recorded a mere year or so ago. Which is just plain nutty.