Ain’t got time to blog
You know that old spiritual, “Ain’t Got Time to Die”? Right now, I’m hearing it in my head – but changing it to “Ain’t Got Time to Blog.” Also, a choir of white people is singing it, which adds to the weirdness.
In a way – a way I cannot pinpoint aside from the subject of “counterfeit” – this reminds me of a horribly unauthentic Irish pub in Overland Park, Kansas, called Paddy O’Quigley’s.
One time, just out of curiosity, Jeremy and Ashley and I went. It was pretty much as bad as we thought it would be – in a strip mall, fake brick walls, neon signs for Michelob Ultra.
But it was all worth it when we found out that Becca thought it was called Patio Quigley’s.
That just makes me happy to remember.
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LOL!!! No really, I’m literally laughing out loud, for real. “Patio”!!!
I’ve been there!
Annie, have a great trip this weekend. I am so glad you’ll have a chance to see Julianne and the baby. And while you’re there, i will be out west in a stadium watching the little known band called “YouTube” or something like that.
Love, Dad
Oh yes, been there on different occasions. :) Somehow this post just made me really miss Kansas City.