My answer to Noel HC's driving down the highway to George Strait.
Last days of summer before the Polar vortex rolls through, in my car with the windows down, stranded random thoughts of you, so simple to just keep going down the road see where it goes where the river flows, stop thinking about everyone and everything but me, take me cross country to the other sea, but no, I have too much responsibility, so instead I crank it up another notch, and head home to crack open the Scotch.
That must be a brand I know not of, 'responsible' Scotch....I gotcha...my poison would be vodka though. I live this one....!
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
Well, Martini, Red Wine, and Margarita didn't fit, sometimes you gotta bend a little for the rhyme -.. read moreWell, Martini, Red Wine, and Margarita didn't fit, sometimes you gotta bend a little for the rhyme -- you don't do that very much, I know:)
I wasn't talking to you, but to Frieda, the silly glitch in the feed, we were talking over top each .. read moreI wasn't talking to you, but to Frieda, the silly glitch in the feed, we were talking over top each other:)
As I consider my words I have to say that this is an attractive writing. The desire for liberation is intense and the sense of urgency demanding. There is no time to waste really, but the "stop thinking about everyone, everything but me" is to me a defining moment. So it is that whisky comes to represent a moment of relaxation and reflection.
Cheers to that KL
Thankyou
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
Yep, exactly, it ain't freedom, but it provides some semblance of peace in the interim.
Naaah, I listen to all kinds of music, my neighbor blasts death metal all the time, I freak him out .. read moreNaaah, I listen to all kinds of music, my neighbor blasts death metal all the time, I freak him out when I name the band!
10 Years Ago
That's great, I like the Crue song, thanks! I was more of a Quiet Riot girl in high school, with a l.. read moreThat's great, I like the Crue song, thanks! I was more of a Quiet Riot girl in high school, with a little Sex Pistols, Prince and Psychedelic Furs thrown in for weirdness.
Responsibility puts our feet in cement shoes at times, does it not? How nice it would be to get in the car and drive and leave your worries behind.....but that is just not possible. The scotch will make it a tad easier...till the morning when the hangover hits. Melancholy and just downright sad. You have a great way of expressing emotions, Mandy. Lydi**
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
Thanks, I appreciate it. But the music is rockingly upbeat. That's how I survive. On coffee and obno.. read moreThanks, I appreciate it. But the music is rockingly upbeat. That's how I survive. On coffee and obnoxious music.:)
Whoa this went in one direction and then realed us in in a completley different tack. The ending is sad and trapped and so real.
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
Yes, well, sad, but true, and not really good to run away, now is it? I am not really a Scotch drink.. read moreYes, well, sad, but true, and not really good to run away, now is it? I am not really a Scotch drinker, but Martini or Margarita didn't fit.:)
10 Years Ago
Well I gatherd that, The scotch is for me to drown my sorrows.
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