I have been listening to CBC Radio a little more often. In my car. AM radio on the FM dial.
On the way home from the motherfucking mill yesterday (after I had stopped for a couple to get me in the mood for a couple days of unfettered Freedom) my radio host had somebody on talking about Stompin' Tom Connors and playing a few of his records.
At the end of the segment they played "The Hockey Song." Soon as the first chords reached my ears I started crying. About fucking time. When people die a little crying is in order. Seemed odd it was "The Hockey Song" that touched off my emotional side. I was glad it was sunny and I had my sunglasses on.
I feel much better now. It was good to know you Tom. Now I have to carry on. I have a fucking country to help save.
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And a good thing it was yesterday too.
Because I have a feeling that today it will turn into a Timmy's N' Doughnut's Palooza on the TeeVee version of what our game has become.
(and will Cherry be wearing a hat tonight?)
I big black cowboy hat on Cherry's head is the safest bet at the racetrack tonight.
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