Prop me up beside the jukebox
Now, I've never read two sentences of Hunter S. Thompson's work. And I have a strong feeling he could be a real pain in the ass. And there's nothing gonzo about suicide.
But damn, that's cool.
I was counting on the whole Gram Parsons "steal the body and illegally cremate it at Joshua Tree" thing. But, damn, fireworks... yeah, I want fireworks.
But damn, that's cool.
I was counting on the whole Gram Parsons "steal the body and illegally cremate it at Joshua Tree" thing. But, damn, fireworks... yeah, I want fireworks.
posted by Joe at 12:01 AM
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Were the "Infamous Welsh Cookies" any good? (Yes, I did follow the link!)
Yes, as a matter of fact, they were. They have a bready, crumbly texture, kind of like a small-cookie-sized scone. I liked the chocolate (chip) pecan ones; Herself was partial to the apricot almond.
I promise I won't post anything bad under "eaten" without fair warning!
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