Speaking of Perfection
3 Comments so far
Leave a comment
As an addendum to the last post. Not only was the day pretty great, the night isn’t too bad either. I’m typing this on my newly repaired laptop while I sit in the dark on the deck. It’s so dark that I can’t see the VIM sitting about 4 feet from me, playing Blackbird on his 12 string guitar. In a few minutes we’ll go in, brush our teeth and slip under the clean, warm comforter. Airborne snakes are the last thing on my mind.
3 Comments so far
Leave a comment
Leave a comment
Line and paragraph breaks automatic, e-mail address never displayed, HTML allowed:
<a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <pre> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>
Sounds perfect.
And enough with the snakes already.
Comment by Keri April 27, 2008 @ 11:54 pmBlackbird takes me back-my Uncle used to play that song a lot…even with the snake sounds like a great day. I didn’t know snakes could soar either (eesh giving me goosebumps!)
Comment by hlzysk April 30, 2008 @ 12:29 amI desire to come visit you on a weekend when the VIM is playing somewhere so we can go hear him. I would love it if he would play Blackbird. I promise not to request ridiculous songs that he hates to play!
Comment by Kacey May 1, 2008 @ 10:51 pm