It's been a long, self-inflicted hard week, but thankfully it is finally over. My old friend is on a plane back to Canada and I can stop filling every non-working/sleeping hour with downing pints. As the great American poet Roger Murtaugh once said: “I'm too old for this shit”. Here's a look back at the foggy week that is now gone.
Here's what we knew two hours ago, here's what we knew two days ago, here's a picture of the airport, here's a recent photo of the sea.— scott mcdonald (@surfingonsteam) March 19, 2014
Is it too much to ask to not have to hear any U2 today?— Jeremy Sroka (@HI54LOFI) March 17, 2014
Remember when country music delved into the strata of the human condition instead of stopping at "party?"— Baron Lane (@TwangNation) March 16, 2014
It's too bad you can't just put a record on, lie down and listen to it, & have a blog post transcribed from your thoughts. Come on, science!— Jeremy Sroka (@HI54LOFI) March 20, 2014
Love the fact that in 2014, Neil Young is still one of the biggest weirdos out there— Fasano (@fasanomusic) March 16, 2014