Big ol' Chet left the light on. Big Ol' Jap in a lighthouse. Big old Jedi Wino.

According to this site, those are all misheard lyrics for Steve Miller's "Jetliner". I think only the last one can actually apply to me.

That's right this drunken Jedi has to get on a plane tonight and head back east. My little cousin, Ryan, is graduating college, the illustrious University of South Carolina. Carmel feels old because she can remember when he was only a College Freshman. I feel old because I remember him as a wee infant with his thumb in his mouth and his index finger in his nose - not much has changed except he now expects me to pick up the bar tab.

Congratulations to the six-toed freak can be sent here and surprising this is not his picture.

There should still be posts here. Probably more than there were in the first part of the week and most definitely involving various problems with air travel, the South or a combination of the two.

"Baloney in my jacket liner, don't carry me too far away"

wojr
  ¶ 5:29 PM