FYI… i really dig this song, but all it takes is a sack of nickels and a used metrocard in order to hire the roots band to work on your album these days.
how to avoid adult pampers.
sunshine and i have the sweetest (read: cheesiest) conversations sometimes.
for example, last night we were discussing how much we would both prefer dying TOGETHER one day as opposed to one at a time. not because we’re terribly romantic, mind you… but mostly because neither one of us wants to change the other’s shitty pampers at age 80. so in the interests of avoiding poop-filled depends, we talked over the ways we would live recklessly in our golden years in order to tempt death. Here is the highlight reel:
- hiking into active volcanoes.
- walking around in africa (“in the jungle?” “no… just walking around in africa. in general.”)
- taunting lions.
- repelling off skyscrapers
- bungee jumping with old, frayed bungee cords.
- a debilitating heroin addiction (and vein harvesting would be a blast).
So… if YOU could do something absurd and dangerous to keep your trip from “the upper room” from becoming a living torture chamber, what would you do?
outstanding – the gap band
this song makes me with i were at a summer cookout.

