I've been warped by the rain, driven by the snow. Frozen nearly solid and I haven't blogged for days. Sue me if you like. Or just take me out and shoot me. It's all the same to me.
My spell of guest-blogging at the BradBlog is over. I did my best. Take me out and shoot me if you didn't like it. Or just sue me. It don't make no difference.
For the sake of completeness: My last posts there were...
"a premeditated plan to reap unjust profits"
Major New Enron Documents Posted Online
The news story that disappeared and came back again
CNN Pulls A Fast One!
Having fun in Iraq?
MARINE GENERAL: It Is "Fun To Shoot Some People"!
Read 'em if you like, or not. It's all the same to me.
The Fat Man knew how it feels. So did his friend Keith.
Here's a tune by Lowell George and Keith Godchaux.
Six Feet Of Snow
Six feet of snow
Coming through my radio
It's raining in stilettos
From here clear down to Mexico
My hands are numb
From hanging on that steering wheel
They're frozen tight
Hope the wind don't blow me off the road tonight
Don't you know the ice and snow
Is sneaking in through my window
Don't you know how much I hate to be so cold
And so alone
I'm coming home
If it wasn't for the lines that wind side by side
I'd be lying next to her
Next to her tonight
Sweet New Orleans
That's where my girl, she waits for me
Hair so long and eyes so green
She's the prettiest girl I've ever seen
Don't you know the ice and snow
Is sneaking through this boy's window
Don't you know how much I hate to be so cold
And so alone
I'm coming home
If it wasn't for the lines that wind side by side
I'd be lying next to her
Next to her tonight