Good Morning Son
I always thought the song was about waiting tables. “The roast beef combo’s pnly $9.95. Good Morning Sun, right? Now I think of my father and of the son I may one day have, since it hasn’t yet been proven that I can’t do so. I sit here sipping my makeshift drink – Black Haus with muddled apple and pineapple, sugar and water.
I finally allowed myself to see Requiem for a Dream, and I’m disappointed. I found “A Beautiful Mind” and “Memento” far more disturbing and self-identifying.
Oi! 5:30 pm on Monday, February 2, 2004 Permalink
why haven’t you been to see my new weblog yet? I’d like some kind of proffesional…. or even professional opinion plus I want to know what you’re up to now
kati 10:21 pm on Monday, February 2, 2004 Permalink
Nice blog, Danny.
I really like that song, too. Especially the line about the roast beef. Ahh, touching father-son sentiments, and beef.
Danny Dawson 7:10 am on Sunday, April 11, 2004 Permalink
I know I’m a little late here, but I’m just now realizing: Man was I drunk when I posted this.
didofoot 2:43 pm on Monday, January 26, 2004 Permalink
i only just noticed you were around again. actually, the lad pointed it out. i have an email that’s been bouncing back since before xmas, maybe i’ll try to send it. this is danny dying…to read my email.
My Name Is Ida 6:15 am on Wednesday, April 18, 2007 Permalink
I always wondered where the hell someone could get a roast beef combo for ten dollars! And he says that “you don’t have to pay i’ve got all the change.”
how ghetto is it to pay a ten dollar tab with change?
crazy ben folds.