Family holiday adventures now include: putting a plastic spoon down the garbage disposal! The dog breaking one of his nails and bleeding all over the apartment before being wrestled to the ground and field-bandaged! And a trip to the beach
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I think that verse of this song is the point that I realized I love Nebraska (and began listening to it more or less constantly for about a year, until it was replaced in my car by Greetings from Asbury Park; don't ask me. I just -- I get that feeling, a lot. I feel like that guy, or I feel like I'm trying to communicate with someone else who is that guy or . . .I dunno, I'm the dead dog and I'm like "GUY, STOP POKING ME, OKAY???"
Yeah, anyway. I don't think I've heard the live version and now want to hunt it down.
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Thank you for Brucemas - I've enjoyed reading your thoughts. Which sounds a bit creepy, put like that, and as though I were in possession of psychic powers. Thank heavens I am not.
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