the deliciousness of Peanut Butter Mackinaw Island Fudge ice cream,
the sweet juiciness of a bacon cheeseburger,
the warm feeling of the Barbeau winds carrying the smell of the green acres across my face,
the animalistic joy of sinking a putt on a mini-golf course,
the discount sensation of fullness that comes with a meal from Frank's Place,
the overwhelming see of little tourist shop gimmicks and merchandise,
the complete satisfaction of ingesting a Chai Smoothie from Penny's kitchen, and....
...the sound of my sister having put her shoes in the drier at 7am to rouse the house.
THE SONG OF THE WEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!
A classic, and one that everybody can participate in producing on Sunday's jamfest.
PEACE!
stu out
I dig the pick. I was just singing this song to myself as I was biking the hilly rollercoaster from Rapid to Wall, SD.
ReplyDeleteI trust that you guys visited The Holy Grounds.
Yeah, while you were being a tourist I was enjoying the adventures of pretending to be like Kenny Powers out on the jet ski for hours....
ReplyDelete....in my shoes... that I needed to wear for work that evening.... They dried the rest of the way in my back window in the car :) SHOUT OUT!