Peter Oxford wrote on Mon, 13 September 2004 15:45 |
Quote Ted : "bellydancers we know seem to have a thing for tequila and loosen up quite a bit under it's influence".
Ted, I keep having mental images running through my mind of you playing with your organ, surrounded by a bevy of beauties, rhythmically wobbling their hips, suggestively all about you, as your Leslie whirls about.
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Actually my all-but-wife plays the organ, I just lug the Leslie! And do the geeky engineering stuff. And play various acoustic instruments.
The visuals really ain't nothing to complain about!
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What a great way to make a living. I knew the music business was the one for me!
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Well, I ain't exactly making a living, but I'm living, sure enough! And hopefully will be able to parlay it all into continuing to do so.
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What I'm concerned about, is that he's buying this stuff, especially to put out for me (who's drinking it purely to help him), and thereby conserving his precious stocks of the really expensive, good stuff he enjoys, which has entirely disappeared all of a sudden up to his room.
It's very worrying, as it undermines all my good work on his behalf.
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I suggest you gently imply that you can't stand that kind of swill and think it would show more filial respect to ply you with the good stuff. Gently, of course, in a fatherly way. That might solve the problem and relieve some of the stress on your taste buds.
You know folks, all these wine and whiskey reviews, they go on about the taste but never talk about the high or the hangover? I wanna know, can you live on the stuff? Will it inspire you to write new symphonies, or down and dirty blues? Will your thoughts about the bellydancers be austere and platonic or maybe somewhat different? And how will your head be in the morning?