So lets see who the celeberties are pickin', I mean they are famous, thus ofcourse experts in everything. Wow.... it seems like the Colts are the one thing John Kerry, John McCain and Bill O'Reilly agree on, isn't that special, high fives all around.
How about those experts, those football experts, smart old white crusty dudes, who spend too much time watching tv.
And what about me, Brad Evans, what do I think......hmmmm.....
We got T-Storms in Miami until Sunday, so figure a very wet field, which is a great equalizer. I like Chicago's D, and their two pronged running attack, but in the end Peyton has to win this game. Thus, unless Peyton is truly footballs' Alex Rodriguez, he will find a way to win this game. It will be close until midway through the third quarter. Colts: 31 vs Bears 23...
Truly though I am really looking most forward to Prince and the halftime show, check out this preview he put together for the press
Felony Drug Possession Charge Reported for Anastasio
The Glens Falls Post-Star has reported that “a Washington County grand jury on Thursday filed a felony drug possession charge” against Trey Anastasio. On December 15, Anastasio was arrested in Whitehall, New York while diving erratically. The story indicates that in addition to prescription painkillers, a substance was found in the car later was determined to be heroin. As a result, the grand jury opted to file the felony charge. A formal indictment is expected to issue next week with the arraignment to follow.
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does this mean the halloween show at the garden is cancelled?
NO, it just means they'll cover another Velvet Underground album...
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me not, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet silly talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off and dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know
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