Now John at the bar is a friend of mine. He gets me my drinks for free. And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke, but there's someplace that he'd rather be. He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me," as a smile ran away from his face. "Well, I'm sure that I could be a movie star if I could get out of this place."
Monday, August 3, 2009
"Waiting for the room to rise."
"Waiting for the womb to rise."
I didn't write down what the actual line was, but it most certainly wasn't either.