Ha. Opera crash killed the post.
Met new chef nice guy. Left NOLA with pregnant wife to settle in Asheville. Rent was getting bad in NOLA.
Lost my keys. I can walk to work but I can't walk to Cowboy Nightlife for this party tonight. Have to tear the room apart.
Talked with Toll for a hour and change. Good bullshit talk. Read some old letter to him until he hung up. Have to get those in the mail.
Browser crash due to hunting for lyrics to pad my post with Warm Beer Cold Women lyrics. may not be on point. But if I find my keys I'll suck down some cold something. Ah every day above ground is a good one, no?
warm beer and cold women, I just don't fit in
every joint I stumbled into tonight
that's just how it's been
all these double knit strangers with
gin and vermouth and recycled stories
in the naugahyde booths
with the platinum blondes
and tobacco brunettes
I'll be drinkin' to forget you
lite another cigarette
and the band's playin' something
by Tammy Wynette
and the drinks are on me tonight
all my conversations I'll just be
talkin' about you baby
borin' some sailor as I try to get through
I just want him to listen
that's all you have to do
he said I'm better off without you
till I showed him my tattoo
now the moon's rising
ain't got no time to lose
time to get down to drinking
tell the band to play the blues
drink's are on me, I'll buy another round
at the last ditch attempt saloon
warm beer and cold women, I just don't fit in
every joint I stumbled into tonight
that's just how it's been
all these double knit strangers with
gin and vermouth and recycled stories
in the naugahyde booths
with the platinum blondes
and tobacco brunettes
I'll be drinking to forget you
lite another cigarette
and the band's playing somethin'
by Johnnie Barnett
and the drinks are on me tonight
Met new chef nice guy. Left NOLA with pregnant wife to settle in Asheville. Rent was getting bad in NOLA.
Lost my keys. I can walk to work but I can't walk to Cowboy Nightlife for this party tonight. Have to tear the room apart.
Talked with Toll for a hour and change. Good bullshit talk. Read some old letter to him until he hung up. Have to get those in the mail.
Browser crash due to hunting for lyrics to pad my post with Warm Beer Cold Women lyrics. may not be on point. But if I find my keys I'll suck down some cold something. Ah every day above ground is a good one, no?
warm beer and cold women, I just don't fit in
every joint I stumbled into tonight
that's just how it's been
all these double knit strangers with
gin and vermouth and recycled stories
in the naugahyde booths
with the platinum blondes
and tobacco brunettes
I'll be drinkin' to forget you
lite another cigarette
and the band's playin' something
by Tammy Wynette
and the drinks are on me tonight
all my conversations I'll just be
talkin' about you baby
borin' some sailor as I try to get through
I just want him to listen
that's all you have to do
he said I'm better off without you
till I showed him my tattoo
now the moon's rising
ain't got no time to lose
time to get down to drinking
tell the band to play the blues
drink's are on me, I'll buy another round
at the last ditch attempt saloon
warm beer and cold women, I just don't fit in
every joint I stumbled into tonight
that's just how it's been
all these double knit strangers with
gin and vermouth and recycled stories
in the naugahyde booths
with the platinum blondes
and tobacco brunettes
I'll be drinking to forget you
lite another cigarette
and the band's playing somethin'
by Johnnie Barnett
and the drinks are on me tonight