Thursday, November 16, 2006
Enthralling all the ladies
All right, ladies. Quit your begging. (Hah).
You asked for a picture of me in my high school days, dancing, but in the course my many, many marital separations, someone has run off with an album or two and all I have left is the picture of me playin' geetar, bottom right. Face it, at l9, I was just a pretty face: Shitferbrains and didn't know nuttin'. I am now three (four?) times that aga and am, I fear still shitferbrains and I don't know nutting.
But then, to turn an old phrase around--If I only knew now what I knew then. Ha. After 63, you get really stoopid.
I tried to continue with my play, THE FIRE IN BRADFORD, but my right eye seemed to bulge right out of my Kresge's glasses.
When the going gets tough, the tough get drunk!
Lord, this is one long intermission. What time is it getting to be?