This song is entitled "Run". It was written by Matt Nathanson, who in my opinion, incorporates a wonderful folk sound into his song writing. I'm sure most of my readers who are country fans know this song well. It is a duet he wrote, and performs it with a woman named "Sugarland". Sugarland? How dumb. Just kidding.
Anyway, this version is from the 2011 CMA's. I hope you enjoy. And if you're ever driving through Mississippi with the woman you're in love with and this song comes on. Don't be afraid to reach for her hand
On a sunny Friday afternoon in June, I came home from work and saw a suitcase in the foyer. Long story short, the Queen surprised me with an early Father's Day gift. We got in the car and drove South. We spent two nights in Tunica, MS. Since we both like gambling, this made too much sense. On Monday we drove down to Biloxi. Now I'll tell you. I don't know how the inner workings of Mississippi are, but that was one of the most beautiful drives I have ever made. Mississippi really is a beautiful state. Of course, we spent another 5 nights drinking, gambling, and just loving life with each other. BUT THEN IT GOT EVEN BETTER!
We started driving back up to Illinois on Saturday morning and guess what? The King was $12,000 richer. So when we got home, I paid for a huge birthday party for the Princess. She turned 8 this year. Spent four days with her, then a buddy and I high tailed it up to the U.P. (Upper Peninsula Michigan). Spent a glorious 3 weeks fishing, drinking, and just loving the clear night sky. GOD, I can't wait to retire there. Going back up in a month to purchase a run down shit hole. But hey, no mortgage. YEE HA!
So, that's what I was up to. Sorry to leave so abruptly. But I'm sure you understand now.
The Beat-Off of the month for June is the Chicago Police Department. Or at least, the Mayor, Superintendent, and other jerf offs who feel that Chicago's Gun Buy Back Program is a wonderful thing. Mayor Daley started this program 7 years ago (I believe). It was/is nothing more than a political ploy. Trust me, gangbangers are not turning in their AK's for a $100 gift card. But if you believe in the right to bear arms, you'll love this one.
I truly am sorry for not visiting all your blogs, not to mention new posts that center around my craziness. After my 5 week holiday I was able to publish a few things.
2 weeks ago my Father-In-Law had a stroke. He's not your typical F.I.L. I adore him. He's a tough old Son of a Bitch with a heart of gold. He did a wonderful job raising 4 kids, especially his baby girl. That's the Daughter that he gave his blessing for me to marry. He served the city of Chicago and the D.E.A. for 25 years. Spent the last 17 serving the fine citizens of Cook County. He's a wonderful human being, and all I ask is that you keep him in your prayers. I'm not sure if God is listening to this Heathen's prayers, so I need all the help I can get.
I will be back soon. But I warn you, when I get back to blogging, I got a lot of shit to rant about...........:)
A young brunette goes into the doctor's office and says that her body hurts wherever she touches it. "Impossible," says the doctor. "Show me." She takes her finger and pushes her elbow and screams in agony. She pushes her knee and screams, pushes her ankle and screams and so on it goes. The doctor says, "You're not really a brunette are you?" She says, "No, I'm really a blonde."