Hello....

Tequila Rose is sooo good. I just switched straight from coffee to tequila. It was after 12:00pm. (But, it wasn't 1:00pm, yet...hehehe.)
I went to bed around 5:00am, after detailing to Paul the crap this thing is putting me through, then I got up around 10:00am, to find out that the estupid dawgs had opened and spread a package of noodle shit all over the livingroom and broke a vase I just got from Kim's brother Mike, what?...two days ago? Jesus. (lmao, now)
Eric had already cleaned up the mess, so I just accepted the info and went on. Went on singing the Beatles 1 CD. Which made me think of something I saw on TV the other day. It's some tribute thing to George Harrison. Real nice, buuut...excuse me. There would have been no Beatles (hence no George Harrison's solo career) in the first place if not for John, so where's the 'tribute' to him?
See, Mad Bill? This is yet another reason why Lennon is...so much more important to me, personally.
Anyway, I had already decided on a course of action for today. I am going outside, 'Assholes With Guns', or not. I'm going out there, around the fields and maybe even into the woods, if something compells me to. If I get shot, they better kill me, 'cause if they don't, I'll own 'em. If they do kill me, oh well. I have no anger right now, nor a death wish, but I truely do not care. Just make it a clean shot, ya fuckin' losers.
I ain't wearing that ugly ass, does ya no good anyway orange, either.

Got-DAMN, this shit is GOOOOD!!! You really should give it a whirl. Tequila Rose is excellent tastin' shit. Especially, over ice. Damn. It almost tastes too good. It has been awhile, but I can see where this may be something I get back into for a while, anyway. I seem to go in cycles with this shit and it's been since I left Jersey that I've been into it. I do believe it's time.
Tastes like it, anyway.

John Lennon is (still) an unmatched genius. Tequila Rose is good.
Remember this.
Carve it on my tombstone if I do get shot. (Jeez. I just had a thought. I wonder if I don't care about getting shot, because if it was good enough for John, it'd be good enough for me, too? Hmm. Feels about right. That's weird.)
Ah, fuck it. So am I.

I love you guys. (And, no this is not the Tequila talkin'. It's me.) I was listening to "Help" earlier and there's a few lines in it that made me think of y'all. I may post the lyrics later and highlight the ones I mean, okay? In the meantime, just know that you guys are my final knot. Even when there's nothing left to knot and no strength to tie it if there were, you guys are it. Thank you all.

I (hope I) shall return.
Peace.

Posted by: Stevie at 01:19 PM

Comments

1 For cripes' sake, it's still whitetail season! Put on some bright colors, sing loudly to yourself and try to crash through the underbrush like a bear. Not a deer.
No deer-like activities. Whatever that means.

Posted by: pam at December 27, 2003 03:34 PM (VTBBF)

2 Okay, I promise to sing.
I was just saying that to Eric...
"Screw that ugly orange shit. How many dark blue and gray deer are out there wearing coats with a cow head emblem on the back, singing the Beatles, fer Christs sake?"
Exactly.
Besides, the last asshole I heard about who got shot was wearing a 'hunter orange' duster. He still managed to get shot, so ta hell widdit.

Posted by: Stevie at December 27, 2003 04:06 PM (yR7uj)

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