Random ramblings from an amateur rock-n-roll historian and critic,self-professed bourbon aficionado, blackberry growin', jam makin', sometime tie-die shirt makin', ex hippie wannabe, turned punk rock lovein', blues festival going, middle aged pudgy bald white guy who loves to wear Hawaiian shirts in the summertime and happens to be more Stax than Motown, more Alman Brothers than Skynard, more Stones than Beatles, more NASCAR than Baseball, more freeware than license keys...
Thursday, August 15, 2013
I thought
I thought you were a real woman, that wanted a real man, that knew exactly what he wanted...either of us could be gone tomorrow sweetheart...then where would we be? "I would die a happy man if I only just knew that she had planed on being my wife someday" That is exactly how I feel and have felt and will feel...as great as your feeling right now flying in the clouds can't believe your living in a dream...thats how I'm gonna feel when we go get some ink on our fingers...by late fall...home at last, one last move forever, before Christmas...small ceremony in the spring...Destin next fall...simple, easy, if it's what we really both want, we will make it happen...Love you...night...by the way do you ever sleep?
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