Saturday, May 8, 2010

Gonna be a party!!

Breda, the worlds deadliest librarian and the former infinitely better half of Gun Nuts Radio, an occasionally entertaining and informative (usually when Breda was allowed to talk) internet radio show that appears to have spiraled into some odd kind of semi-defunct state subsequent to her departure, now will grace the 2010 NRA Convention oddly placed in the gun-hostile City-State of Charlotte, N.C. - yet again displaying the awe-inspiring self-restraint and grace that first brought her to the notice of her listening public....

Why you ask? Because Breda has a party to throw! A great big party! Given the dearth of other worthwhile blogger gatherings, the founder of the Bredalucion will be tossing a wee fling at a friendly Irish pub in Charlotte after proper derision and scorn are heaped upon a particular vendor - taking time from her other pursuits, such as hobo-catapulting and world domination.

Some of us, anchored by other obligations, cannot attend - but will be there in spirit (and perhaps even online or telephonically) as the wee woman with the 1000 yard rifle leads the blogging masses in pillaging of wrong-headed and mocking of the foolish.

Be there if you can. 7 - 7:30PM on Saturday, May 15th. Wish I could be there with y'all!!


Could've been the whiskey
Might've been the gin
Could've been the three or four six-packs,
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in
My head is like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me oh, me oh my
Wasn't that a party

Someone took a grapefruit
Wore it like a hat
I saw someone under my kitchen table
Talking to my old tom cat
They were talking about hockey
The cat was talking back
Long about then every-thing went black
Wasn't that a party

I'm sure it's just my memory
Playing tricks on me
But I think I saw my buddy
Cutting down my neighbour's tree

Could've been the whiskey
Might've been the gin
Could've been the three or four six-packs,
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in
My head is like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me oh, me oh my
Wasn't that a party

Billy, Joe and Tommy
Well they went a little far
They were sittin' in my back yard, blowing on a sireen
From somebody's police car

So you see, Your Honour
It was all in fun
The little bitty track meet down on main street
Was just to see if the cops could run
Well they run us in to see you
In an alcoholic haze
I sure can use those thirty days
To re-cover from the party

Could've been the whiskey
Might've been the gin
Could've been the three or four six-packs,
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in
My head is like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me oh, me oh my
Wasn't that a party

Wasn't That a Party - Irish Rover Cover, Tom Paxton Tune, 1980

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Gun Nuts is still on, Caleb took some time off to film a tv show or something. I just listened to his most recent interview with Julie Golob from team S&W.

-Frank from Puyallup