I want to share this. This morning I didn't think I could make it another day, but this Freddie King song saved my life. <object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sP6H6lMCGgY&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sP6H6lMCGgY&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>
Testify brother! De blues is de Raison d'être. I heard a new CD by a guy named Dave Perkins called Pistol City Holiness this week. The lyrics are very topical for the current economic situation. I would have titled it, Loud Blues for Hard Times.
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Apparently, the injury woes that have plagued the Rockets lo these many years is finally taking its toll on the faithful...
Shoot, I have been singing "I love a BIG woman" all my life, sir. Been trying to feed Mrs. SwoLy but she don't wanna... wo-ooo-oah but she don't wanna, no no no no no... ♪ who-ooo-oh-oh-oh-oh, why don't you wanna be fed, baby oh, no... ♫
well, the song is uplifting in a way, but if that did it for you, there's so much more for you to look forward to. Buck up, young lad, the world is your oyster, and you should make plans to shuck it, cover it with Tabasco, and slurp it down your cake hole all within an "El Sobrante fortnight". Definition of an "El Sobrante fortnight" is yet to be determined. But reliable sources say the time span is somewhere between two weeks and a decade.
