It's not that I'd rather go blind . . . .
I love Etta James .
Now that she's gone ,
the world is a less better place . . . .
but
Beth take this song ,
and wrings it dry . . . .
fuck
and with Bonamassa ,
OMG
start here , The Kennedy Center Honors Buddy Guy 2012 . . . .
that Should Be Mr Buddy Guy . . . .
if you don't know why . . . .
you're already dead .
Watch the whole thing ,
as an aside , I like the fact that the president and Mrs O'Bama are rockin' to it . . . .
To all the naysayers about Bonnie Raitt ,

really ,

I mean really

fuck you .

Then listen to this . . . .
Joe Bonamassa & Beth Hart   " I'd Rather Go Blind " . . . .
Jeff Beck is a guitar god ,
but
he overpowers this song . . . .
Bonamassa and Hart
a symbiotic relationship
each feeds off the other
to more than either alone . . . .
whiskeys wearing off
grinding to a halt . . . .
time for some chocolate .
If you don't understand about chocolate . . . .
I'm sorry .
That's life in the big city ,
life sucks . . . .
then you die .
if you expected more than that ,
what can I tell you .

Lubricity

OMG ,

I think I found my new favorite word . . . .

lubricity

I'm not gonna tell you .

Look it up .

I think I have been sufficiently lubricated to continue ,

a discourse .

I've been sick lately with whatever is currently going around .

I don't take drugs ,

licit or illicit .

Licit because I don't believe the drug manufacturers are as concerned
about my physical well being as their fiscal well being . . . .

Let's be honest here , if my dying gets in the way of their bottom line . . . .
guess who's dead .

Illicit , done some , liked them . . . .

I'm a cheapskate the cost always got in the way .

there are two kinds of cost . . . .

monetary and . . . .

after a while neither seemed worth it .

Others never seemed worth it .

I can read and reason .

Reason gets in the way of a lot of things . . . .

I think the things it gets in the way of . . . .

are best forgotten .

Anyway ,

is alcohol a drug . . . .

depends on who you ask .

Between blowing my nose every minute

or trying to cough up a lung . . . .

I've been treating myself with an old family recipe ,

hot toddys . . . .

my mom use to give us hot toddys when we had a cold .

I think now cost and a need for sleep were reason enough .

a teaspoon of sugar ( to help it go down )

a finger of whiskey

fill the glass with hot water

drink it right down

and get in bed and under the covers

sort of sweated it out of you . . . .

Think about it .

You had a restful night ,

and so did she .

I miss the kid . . . .

a lot .

And I know why I like whiskey  . . . .

in addition to treating ills ,

you can take that any way you want .

it lubricates the thought processes ,

that's not quite right ,

they're always there ,

it makes it easier to express them .

hmmm , after checking , I don't think express . . . .

conveys my meaning .

Look it up ,

express milk from a breast . . . .

I don't think so ,

this is not what you would expect to receive ,

from a breast . . . .

sets them free . . . .

to quote Walter , " Holy Crap "

who'd ( don't spell check that , not sure it's a word ) ,
want them running around loose . . . .

coffee , with a splash of whiskey ,
doesn't seem to have as much ,

lubricity .