Sunday, May 29, 2005

Free Bird!

Friday night was the Lynyrd Skynyrd concert, and despite how short it was, I had a damn good time because I was drunk for quite a bit of it. Alcohol makes everything better!

I spent the last day at home with my parents, sitting on the porch, drinking beer, relaxing. Yes, my friends, I've started drinking beer. Mainly because I'm too poor to keep drinking liquor. Even though I still prefer straight up whiskey to almost anything, except maybe Malibu and Coke. Or Wendy's Cherry, the drink I invented at O'Charley's.

While at home, I got into the embarassing habit of really enjoying Survivor All Stars on DVD. Wow. I'm sucked into the Amber-Rob thing. Don't tell my friends - they'll think I'm no longer cool.

I got back to Murfreesboro tonight, and I cleaned the kitchen! Wow! Won't the Tina be surprised. I'm about to tackle my bedroom, I think, but I need to watch some more Rob/Amber. God I'm lame.

Song of the day: "Last Mango in Paris" by Jimmy Buffett - just because I like it.

And to my loyal readers, I'm sorry this blog lacks the sharp wit and dry humor that you're used to. I'll be better next time.

To anyone who sees me in the not-too-distant future, make something cool happen so I can blog about it!

Nota bene: The Web site that provided these lyrics also claims the background vocals are done by Timothy B. Schmidt. If you don't know who that is, let me clue you in: He's the long-haired Eagle with the high voice who sings "I Can't Tell You Why" and "Love Will Keep Us Alive." Oh, and apparently, he lives in Hendersonville, because my dad has seen him a few times. I wanna meet the Eagle!

I went down to captain tony’s
To get out of the heat
Then I heard a voice call out to me
Son come have a seat
I had to search my memory
As I looked into those eyes
Our lives change like the weather
But a legend never dies

Chorus:
He said I ate the last mango in paris
Took the last plane out of saigon
Took the first fast boat to china
And jimmy there’s still so much to be done

I had a third world girl in buzios
With a pistol in each hand
She always kept me covered
As we moved from land to land

I had a damn good run on wall street
With my high fashion model wife
I woke up dry beneath the african sky
Just me and my swiss army knife

Chorus:
I ate the last mango in paris
Took the last plane out of saigon
Took the first fast boat to china
And jimmy there’s still so much to be done

We shot the breeze for hours
As the sun fell from the sky
And like the sun he disappeared
Before my very eyes

It was somewhere past dark-thirty
And I went back to the head
I read upon the dingy wall
The words the old man said:

I ate the last mango in paris
Took the last plane out of saigon
Took the first fast boat to china
And jimmy there’s still so much to be done

I ate the last mango in paris
Took the last plane out of saigon
Took the first fast boat to china
And jimmy there’s still so much to be done

That’s why we wander and follow la vie dansante

1 comment:

Manda said...

I somehow missed this post, but I wanted to make note of the facts that I watched Survivor: All-Stars when it first came on. I wanted either Ethan, Rupert, or Lex to win. I HATE Boston Rob. Amber is a twat.

I also really, really love that Jimmy Buffet song. It's one of my favorites.