I'm not a fan of the "John Boy and Billy" show (or a fan of putting "boy" in people's names). But it's on about 17 different radio stations between Macon and Savannah and I lost my iPod, so it's what I got on the way home this morning.
And they had this 88-year-old lady on the phone. She's a comedian and she's got the best title to any comedy album I've ever heard:
I love Jesus, but I drink a little.
Me too, Gladys.
More later, Lord willing. I'm working on a post called "Widespread Panic, why are you trying to kill me?" or, possibly, "Damn you Widespread Panic."
I think my buddy Huff actually wrote the first line, so that means the two most clever things in this post today, I stole.