Tom Petty might say "stop draggin' my heart around." It does seem rather unhygenic.
You must have been one of them "bad boy" 5555 is talking about in another room. You didn't by any chance run around with a big clock did you ?
Jeter plays his last regular season game in Fenway vs the Sox in September. Scalpers' delight!
Frozen margaritas...a waste of good tequila; I like mine with 1800, Cointreau, and a small scoop of crushed ice, then shaken (not stirred, Mr. Bond) and poured into a salted pilsner glass.
Cointreau, too sweet. I'll have straight up Vodka plus orange instead.:-|
Just a splash of the sweet stuff to take the bite out of the worm, my friend! Cointreau over really sweet and often used Grand Marnier.
Oops, I missed it, just had 3 shots, a bit slooow:-|...
Gimme three steps, mister, and you'll never see me no more...for sure!"
I'm pretty sure I can walk a straight line in 3 steps, but my brain is in planet Zog with pink elephants and blue ants.
Glad that my dancing days were before everyone could film me with their phones...
The detective novels i read as a kid also had a trellis which was conveniently used by the detective kids to climb (shinny up?) the house of some criminals or suspects or some other character.
Saw that a while back but my amnesia is letting me down as usual. But i think i can recall Grant doing a little climbing in North by North West ???Senti, I thought you were a dog guy but, all along, you've had visions of being a cat burglar...a la Monsieur Grant in "To Catch A Thief"!
It should be noted that the carpet rarely matches the drapes in Sweden, and this is even more true with Russian tennis blondes.Blonde on Blonde (which could maybe be a Mike B pictorial.)
Images of Johanna Larsson...Visions...of Johanna, that fall from my mind. (Sort of on a Dylan kick.)
"...while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads..."