The Unauthorized Biography of Rosco P. Coltrane

When it's my moment in the sun, I won't forget that I am blessed, but every hero walks alone, thinking of more things to confess

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Location: Owensboro, Kentucky, United States


Friday, October 20, 2006

And Don't Forget To Give Me Back My Black T-Shirt

Novemember 4 at Cain's Ballroom...

Got my tickets last night. I think it has something to do with me playing piano as a child, but there is something fun about watching a nerdy dude whale on a piano and then try to destroy it with his foot. Ben also writes amazing songs. His songs seem so effortless and conversational. He is a brilliant musician. And this will be the third time I have seen him, good stuff...

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Tea Time

I have been feeling a bit under the weather the past few days. Nothing serious, just allergies and congestion. A few days ago, I woke up and my throat was feeling a bit scratchy. So what did I do?

I made me some tea.

Now, I am Southern as they come. I love cornbread. I know Hank Williams Jr. songs by heart. I think Bo and Luke Duke should have their faces carved on the side of Mt. Rushmore. I only drink Kentucky bourbon. And when I talk about Kentucky, I always say the Commonwealth of Kentucky.

T.O. says "I Love Me Some Me," but I say "I Love Me Some Sweat Tea!"

But, I have grown quite fond of a nice cup of tea. Not green tea. Not peach tea. No special flavors. I like a nice hot glass of tea with a little bit of sugar in it. I have been drinking it so much as of late that I have been contemplating whether or not I should start buying sugar in cube form. I have never before entertained those kind of thoughts. But now that I am drinking tea like an Englishman, I think I just might need sugar cubes.

Who knows? Will I start to follow cricket? Will I start using the word randy? Will I call everyone Love? Hopefully my blokes won't let all that happen to me.

But it is almost 4 p.m. Time for some tea.