Thread: Lima Chick Trip

Originally Posted by mrs767er

Oh no, Palms--I am CERTAIN I will wet my pants first (yeah, I know, diaper!) then instead of gliding gently, the wind will be blowing on my screaming face (which by that time, will look too much like Joan Rivers), I will plummet to the ground, watching watching watching my death in front of me and go kersplat. This will not happen to anyone else, just me.

Oh go for it, think of the story you'll have to tell. You know M767 you could try singing (instead of the screaming) to calm your nerves, just don't sing anything depressing like any song from Steely Dan.
On a road trip once I awoke to RJ singing - chorus

" I'll learn to work the saxophone
I'll play just what I feel
Drink Scotch whisky all night long
And die behind the wheel
They got a name for the winners in the world
I want a name when I lose
They call Alabama the Crimson Tide
Call me Deacon Blues "

Steely Dan - Deacon Blues YouTube - Steely Dan - Deacon Blues

Played it 3 times, called it the ultimate blues/jazz road song....... it did give me pause, just as we entered the Eisenhower Tunnel (boy was I glad to see Denver.)