Ah, Sunday, how I feared one day youd come.
I have somewhere in the neighborhood of 4 hours to come up with a decision.
If this is the last you hear of me, youll know what I went with.
Credit: Tina Korhonen
while I reflect upon my afternoon so far.
Aw, Willies playing Pancho and Lefty.
Is this song sad because Merles not here, or is this song just sad?
Also taking me back (nice segue, Whittlz!)
I really had to pee.
A good call, however (damn, Whittlz!
Its like Ive traveled back in time to 1983.
I am in heaven right now.
(You might rememberan interview I didwith Apostle of Hustles Andy Whiteman, who wound up filling in.)
And, as I promised, we have in fact gotten better at clapping along.
Willies son Lukas is currently playing the fierce guitar blues of Texas Flood.
I dont know why Im surprised, but hes really, really good!
He also looks kind of like a hipster!
How amazing and odd and wonderful all at once!
Better post-cocktail, when you and your chums are out on the town looking for a good time.
Willie is singing a song he wrote after a recent bout with illness called Superman.
I aint Superman, goes the chorus, but I believe I shall respectfully disagree.
Once again, happy birthday, Mr. Nelson.
Many very happy returns of the day.
AndIshall return later, PopWatchers (how did you get so good at transitions, Whittlz??
), if I survive the rage.
