Tuesday, March 09, 2004

Letter To Ely

As I sit, slack and savor this unseasonably warm weather we're having right now, the tunage turns towards the south-southwest. Joe Ely's Letter To Laredo is on. I toast red gold sunsets , silver jangly spurs over leather and the indiscrete passion of tequila-shot lips. Did I mention we spent a long weekend in Puerto Vallarta? Glad to hear she finally spoke Spanish to you, Vato.


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