Glory Glory Glory

Every Fourth of July I think back to some friends I used to know that are no longer around. I don't spend a lotta time thinking about it..... but I think of them.

I knew a girl who was almost a lady

She had a way with all the men in her life

Every inch of her blossomed in beauty

And she was born on the fourth of July

Well she lived in an aluminum house trailer

And she worked in a juke box saloon

And she spent all the money I give her

Just to see the old man in the moon

I used to sleep at the foot of Old Glory

And awake in the dawn's early light

But much to my surprise

When I opened my eyes

I was a victim of the great compromise

john prine

Yup.. there are ghosts and ghosts...

then there are ghosts I still drink a beer with.

But that ain't no never mind today. I leave the office at noon and tonight head to the river to listen to a band I have wanted to see for some time.... Cory Chisel and the Wandering Sons.

Everyone who has seen them says they do a real kick ass show. Plus I have free tickets... two actually.. so I have a spare, seeing as I have been stood up on the second... can anyone make beautiful DownTown Wisconsin by 7 tonight?

Anyways.... I said I would post some Holiday Cheesecake for Randal........

Oooooops..... wrong cheesecake.

That one's a little stale. Never mind.

Try this one.....Happy Holiday.