Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?

Better minds then mine have said it about the sad state of this messenger thing that is not as good as it once was. In my messenger bag like many I have used before it, is a pocket, the perfect size and shape to carry a half-pint. Never crossed my mind, never had the time to do it, just didn't notice, never really gave it a thought, until a very cold Thursday this last winter. They don't sell half-pints Downtown, never bothered me before, that little legacy from swinging fast buck seventies meets bible thumping eighties. Now I'm not talking' about getting drunk, just a nip here throughout the day. On busier colder days, never gave it a thought, didn't have the time to have the thought. The challenge seams missing or the challenging jobs are fewer, and this video I can relate to but....................

Thnikin'

Thinkin' about that little boy back in the seventies riding on those great big old DC-10's and those big ole' L-1011's going across this big ole' country of ours going to see his Daddy in Washington D.C. and now he's a grown man forty-five years old and Daddy's gone and it's still hard.

Good show Mr. Newman

I'm okay with you not playing my request and if that was you Monday night in Darwin's sorry I didn't buy you a drink and kiss your ass a little but we get a lot of celebrity look a likes round here.

Drunken love note.

Not to long ago was the twelfth anniversary of our first date. It seams like yesterday but we were so much younger then, yet we've aged so little, somehow? This video reminds me of our first dates, tho not as much intoxication and not as euro-hip-hop but we were just as hip and sensual back then at "Bernie's" and "D Street" and those other places not there or not that hip anymore and these days we're more homebodies with maybe a night out at that place near work a little rough around the edges but it's home.

Drinkin' and thinkin'

Edited some semi-recent posts you'll have to find them yourselves as sleepytime was hours ago. Play me out.