No. Usually anything outside of the bus wouldn’t come to mind when Willie’s in it. Silly me–I’m afraid my brain goes all a-flutter as my heart; forgot that Leno’s out of CA; it’s Letterman out of NY. Good thing I didn’t hop in my car and drive, eh?
I adore your adoration of Willie, except that I’m a little jealous. You see, I have to admit that I have a bit of a thing for him myself. Except in my case, it’s more like I want to adopt him, rather than marry him (although I’d probably happily take him any way I could get him).
You know, of course, that he’s from Texas? I’ve seen him live on a tiny stage in a little broken down barbeque joint in a two-horse town called Helotes, Texas. He was every bit as delicious as you can imagine. Wish you could have been there to soak up every tasty morsel!
Houston never entered your mind.
No. Usually anything outside of the bus wouldn’t come to mind when Willie’s in it. Silly me–I’m afraid my brain goes all a-flutter as my heart; forgot that Leno’s out of CA; it’s Letterman out of NY. Good thing I didn’t hop in my car and drive, eh?
I have three words for you:
F. Scott Fitzgerald.
“Bernice Bobs her Hair”
“The Ice Palace”
“Winter Dreams”
You can put away that cat book now.
I adore your adoration of Willie, except that I’m a little jealous. You see, I have to admit that I have a bit of a thing for him myself. Except in my case, it’s more like I want to adopt him, rather than marry him (although I’d probably happily take him any way I could get him).
You know, of course, that he’s from Texas? I’ve seen him live on a tiny stage in a little broken down barbeque joint in a two-horse town called Helotes, Texas. He was every bit as delicious as you can imagine. Wish you could have been there to soak up every tasty morsel!