Come on Eileen,
I swear (well he means) At this moment you mean everything,
With you in that dress my thoughts I confess verge on dirty
Ah come on Eileen.
Well it looks like someone has set the way-back machine to 1982 Mr. Peabody. That was thirty years ago! Jesus, when I say it like that its rather painful isn’t it? LOL
I was twelve years old in ’82 and didn’t have a care in the world. J. Geils band was ruling Casey Kasem’s weekly top 40, there was no such thing as CD’s the internet, cell phones, and if you were a true lost soul and about to take the wrong path in life, then your biggest decision was if you were going to sneak a few smokes out by the shop class in middle school just a year or two later.
Mr. Graham taught shop at Dan McCarty Middle School. Shannon Fieldhouse was a good looking girl and she smoked cigarettes in the alley by the shop class with a few of us other reprobates. I have no idea how I just remembered all this from thirty plus years ago, when I cant remember what I ate for lunch last week. Thoughts arrive like butterflies!
Anyway, let me make an honest attempt to get this post on a coherent track.
I like overalls. I don’t have any yet but I am looking for some new ones. I used to wear them when I was 4-5 years old and have recently decided that I am getting some more. Why? Why not? Well that and because I am at the age now that I don’t particularly care what others may think. I think overalls in America are what kilts are to the irish/scottish in the sense that the true overall and kilt aficionados do not wear underwear. A tee-shirt some Levi overalls and you’re good to go in all your free balling goodness. Overalls are what built this great country. Look at pictures from the gold rush, steel workers that built the skyscrapers, Henry Fords assembly lines. Overalls!
Best TV in the world, look overalls.
Almost any girl in overalls? Watch out, get out of my way, I am coming through! Overalls!
Yes, I am on the hunt for some new overalls. Or a girl in overalls. Or maybe a cassette tape of J. Geils Band and Dexys Midnight Runners. Or a smoke out by the old shop class.
Screw it, I’ll just take another coffee.
Have a safe new years and I’ll see you all back here in 2013.
Let ‘er rip, tater chip!