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Wouldn’t it be nice to be able to live in our dreams? Too bad there is always someone around to come and make you face reality.

Craig Morgan
Almost Home

He had plastic bags wrapped round his shoes
He was covered with the evening news
Had a pair of old wool socks on his hands
The bank sign was flashing “5 below
It was freezing rain an spittin’ snow
He was curled up behind some garbage cans
I was afraid that he was dead
I gave him a gentle shake
When he opened up his eyes
I said,”Old man are you ok?”

He said,”I just climbed out of a cottonwood tree”
I was runin’ from some honey bees
Drip dryin’ in the summer breeze
After jumpin’ into Calico creek
I was walkin’ down an old dirt road
Past a field of hay that had just been mowed
Man I wish you’d just left me alone
‘Cause I was almost home

Then he said,”I was comin’ round the barn”
Bout the time he grabbed my arm
When I heard Momma holler son hurry up
I was close enough for my own nose
To smell fresh cobbler on the stove
When I saw daddy loadin’ up the truck
Game poles on the tailgate
Barbers blowin’ in the wind
Since July of ’55
That’s as close as I’ve been

He said,”I just climbed out of a cottonwood tree”
I was runin’ from some honey bees
Drip dryin’ in the summer breeze
After jumpin’ into Calico creek
I was walkin’ down an old dirt road
Past a field of hay that had just been mowed
Man I wish you’d just left me alone
‘Cause I was almost home

I said,”old man you’re gonna freeze to death”
Let me drive you to a mission
He said,”Boy if you left me alone
Right now I’d be fishin’

He said,”I just climbed out of a cottonwood tree”
I was runin’ from some honey bees
Drip dryin’ in the summer breeze
After jumpin’ into Calico creek
I was walkin’ down an old dirt road
Past a field of hay that had just been mowed
Man I wish you’d just left me alone
‘Cause I was almost home

Man I wish you’d just left me alone
I was almost home

Cutshy came over last night and brought “The Legend of Bagger Vance” with him. I had heard some good things about this movie from Marcusly and also from a sermon in church. Overall I think it was pretty good, except for the fact that I could never really buy into the whole -golf as a metaphor for life- idea… which was kind of the whole premise in the first place. Nevertheless, it was still alright, although the sidekick kid was to cutesy for his own good and made you want to run to the bathroom and hurl every now and then.

Tomorrow should be a fun day though, aside from work, which is never really “fun” but sometimes busy enough where I don’t realize it. It is the Wolves season opener and I somehow convinced a couple people to go with me. (It’s amazing what a little arm twisting can do!) Should be a good time, I mean, we get free T-Shirts!

Not that anyone cares, but here is what I am currently reading, and what I plan to read sometime soon…

For Whom the Bell Toles – Ernest Hemmingway
The Killer Angels – Michael Shaara
Peter the Great – Robert K. Massie