Tuesday, November 14, 2006:

Waylon Jennings -- You Can Have Her

Guest post today from Aesop, a Greek friend since early childhood. Aesop has spent time traveling around the Mediterranean, becoming something of an author along the way. And apparently he shares an affection for outlaw country.

Waylon Jennings -- You Can Have Her
One hot summer's day a Fox was strolling through an orchard till he came to a bunch of Grapes just ripening on a vine which had been trained over a lofty branch. "Just the thing to quench my thirst," quoth he. Drawing back a few paces, he took a run and a jump, and just missed the bunch. Turning round again with a One, Two, Three, he jumped up, but with no greater success. Again and again he tried after the tempting morsel, but at last had to give it up, and walked away with his nose in the air, saying: "I am sure they are sour."
[Lonesome, On'ry and Mean]

Thanks, Aesop. I had no idea Jennings was popular in Greece.

R.I.P. Sid Davis. The NPR piece is rather odd--they cover a man making films about drug abuse, venereal disease, kidnapping, date rape, murder, gang war, and a teenager who brings a gun to school, and then conclude with something about the "good old days," which is kind of amazing considering the piece isn't by FOX News.

Clue-less crossword. After you play a few rounds, it gets easier because you notice their limited vocabulary. Expect "kiwi," "electricity," and "astrology."

Genetically Engineered Crops May Produce Herbicide Inside Our Intestines. Awesome. Too bad I don't have kudzu growing in my small intestine.

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"Sour grapes," quoth the outlaw.

You can have her.
I don't want her.
She didn't love me, anyway.
She only wanted someone to play with.
All I wanted was love to stay.

This is wonderful. Great when sober, and even better after a Negroni or two. (Do I hear "three?")

"When you're stuck with the wrong woman, there ain't much that you can do. Just dig a hole and crawl right in, then pull the ground right in over you.

"Life without love is mighty empty, but confession is good for your soul. I'd rather have love for just one hour than have the world with all its gold."

Classic country at its best. Thanks, Aesop. Welcome to the blog.

Wow great southern comfort, perfect mix of Country and Soul. Thanks!

Wow, your Sid Davis obit is great, Tuwa.

Thanks, Amy. There are a couple of things I wish I could change about it, but that's the nature of MeFi posts, I guess. :-) It went over well for a first post, at any rate.

I made your curried carrot soup recently, by the way. Good stuff.

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