"The evening plane rises up from the runway, over constellations of light..."- Peart

[captain_phil]

The
You could be feeling a bit nostalgic today, PHILLIP. You could
be reflecting on family members who have passed on, and who are no longer a part
of your life. Or you might be thinking about old schoolmates who were once close
to you. Past romances could also be on your mind. Having these memories flood
over you means that there is some insight to be gained if you re-examine the
past.


I'm catching a 7 PM flight for quartercon this evening, so this will be the last post from me until probably Monday morning. For those of you who will be going through serious withdrawals, here's probably the "best of" for the past year. The month of May wasn't too bad either.

Here's the Friday Morning Zevon Lyrics. I think the title pretty much sums up the spirit of the

I'll Sleep When I'm Dead
written by Warren Zevon 1976 Zevon Music BMI
(note from Zevonfan1--I greatly prefer the alternate reading of "And I DON'T intend to use it on myself")

So much to do, there's plenty on the farm
I'll sleep when I'm dead
Saturday night I like to raise a little harm
I'll sleep when I'm dead

I'm drinking heartbreak motor oil and Bombay gin
I'll sleep when I'm dead
Straight from the bottle, twisted again
I'll sleep when I'm dead

Well, I take this medicine as prescribed
I'll sleep when I'm dead
It don't matter if I get a little tired
I'll sleep when I'm dead

I've got a .38 special up on the shelf
I'll sleep when I'm dead
If I start acting stupid
I'll shoot myself
I'll sleep when I'm dead

So much to do, there's plenty on the farm
I'll sleep when I'm dead
Saturday night I like to raise a little harm
I'll sleep when I'm dead