So, being the nice daughter I am, I said things while traveling to Portland like "We're on our way to hear ol' Croaky Toad!" And, "You sure seem to like performers who are past their prime." (We've got a funny family story about the last time we heard Don Ho.)
However... the concert was surprisingly really good. Neil's voice was definitely un-toadlike -- almost like his vocal cords were in a time warp. He did a nice job on the oldies and the not-so-oldies, plus he has a great band. It was a fun time!
So this is what I'm having for breakfast:
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ha! you are a good daughter, though.
I like a little sugar free rasp jam with my crow. I used to have it often. Finally, when I got tired of the feathery aftertaste I've taken up the practice of tongue biting:)
A gracious crow-eater, you are.
uhm... did you catch it in the backyard & leave the uneaten feathers and unidentifiable parts of the crow on the back porch like mocha java does???
and now... "sermon on the rocks; ain't no big surprise; pour me a drink..." oh i digress...
Crow is not all that bad when followed with a dessert of humble pie. I know from experience.
I'll bet old Croaky Toad had nodes last time you heard them, then had them removed.
I keep telling you "Mom knows best" but I fear I am not getting through to you. Out of the corner of my eye I saw you "grooving to Neil" and doing lots of clapping!!!! Anyway I love Neil and (yes, also Don). At my age I don't really care what people think about my music tastes.Mom
*tee hee* Yes, you are a good and gracious daughter! glad you had fun
Laura, 'feathery aftertaste'! -- LOL!
PG, Hadn't thought of that; you are probably right!
Thanks for the comments everybody :)
I would have rather gone to Powells Book Store. An icon on the internet!
PC, Yep, I love Powells -- easy to spend hours there!
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