........we'd all have a fry........ at least that's what mom always told me.
And someone would show up on my doorstep miraculously with a ticket to see Wilco at Red Butte gardens. So, I would have a fish fry AND would see Wilco live, something I have wanted to do for some 7 odd years.
Of course mom also always said that its not what you want that makes you fat it's what you get.
But I don't think that Wilco could make me fat.
UNLESS....I bring lots of treats like hummus and sugar snap peas and peach rings and dove dark promises and red licorice......like I did last time I was at Red Butte to see Ryan Adams. But that just made me more sick than fat. Not to mention that Ryan was a bit of a let down (might as well been Brian Adams.....).
Mom, am I taking these too literally?
And seriously, Wilco ticket people. How was I supposed to know they would sell out?
Que sera, sera.
And while I'm wishing for things, can someone hire me to take their wedding photos so I can get a new computer please? Oh, thanks engaged girl at work. I am much obliged.
I also need a vacation to somewhere like Europe or Costa Rica or New York something fierce. If someone wants to come through on that one it would be awesome as well.
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If wishes were crawfish, we'd all have a boil!! Why didn't that one catch on? I wish you would come visit your lonely sister in NC. Not yet, though. First I have to find out some cool places to take you. And you might like it if we had more eating utensils in the house than 1 plastic wendy's spoon and 5 silly straws.
Wishes are like assholes, everybody has one.
Thanks for the offensive comment Nate. You totally armied that one in the face. Hard.
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