I’m looking for love songs that don’t have a hint of despair in them. No girlfriend in a coma, no one for my baby and one for the road. Just happy love songs.
I will start you off with:
1. Jersey Girl by Tom Waits (not Bruce Springsteen’s version)
Difficulty: no google searches on ‘happy love songs’ or the like.
For those of you keeping track, I am eating a whole new breakfast these days. I went from a banana to a bowl of cereal. Now I am throwing a grapefruit into the mix. Grapefruits are every hard to eat. I don’t know how long the second part will last, but I am officially entrenched in the cereal-for-breakfast ranks. Before about a month ago, I had not had a bowl of cereal in about 15 years. So you could say I’m going through some big changes. How am I doing it? I’m taking it day by day. That’s how. My only issue is how bad the milk container smells at the end of the day.
My life is a total mess right now.
I have a job that I really enjoy, in the city that I love.
Unfortunately, my wife lives and work in a different city, one that is about 500 miles away. I also own a house that will not sell in said faraway city. This makes my nice job and lovely city irrelevant.
I feel like I should be enjoying getting what I have always wanted. Instead I am wondering if the price is too high.
This post is dedicated to Amber, who expects a lot from people.
You have officially become THE MAN. Fight the power!
Is el buzzard dead? Are buzzards circling waiting to eat the withering, rotting carcass of their own? Has the sexiness of Facebook made a cheater out of the Buzz? Has the sinful lure of New Orleans already sucked you into the bars by 10:30 am. Life is kool kruel
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I’m in Atlanta now, but I don’t think I’m going to be able to make it way up by where you live.
Have a happy birthday!
Oh God.
You may have heard about the shooting at 2nd and St Charles today at the truck parades. We were just leaving the parades when it happened. I was at the car, but Leslie, Marnie, Jack were at the parade route. Leslie heard the shots and dived on my mom. Jack ran after the kids (18 and 19) who did it. According to the news, cops found 3 guns at the scene, and the kids were booked with 7 counts of 1st degree murder, and one was also charged with possession of a firearm by a convicted felon.
Susan and I didn’t hear the shots over the sound of the trucks and a band of hippie kids beating on some drums, but we saw a ton of cop cars going the wrong way down 3rd. We knew something was going on, but didn’t know until they came back dragging the rest of our stuff.
Leslie is my hero, and I’m so glad they weren’t hurt. Thanks to everyone who called and texted to find out if we were ok. It was an exciting end to a fun day.
Happy Mardi Gras everyone!
Hope all is well in Connecticut!
It’s a sad day for Saints fans. It’s a sad day for our dog. Who is also named Deuce McCallister. Now our dog is a free agent.