17 May 2015
John Denver and I On A Steepleton Saturday Night
I must be getting fucking old. Staying home this Victoria Day long weekend. Nice not playing bumper cars with everybody else going to and from our favourite mountain hideaways tossing beer bottles (you are boycotting canned beer, aren't you?) out car windows into the black as a black leather jacket Canadian night. Still, I cannot help but feel like some kind of fucking Presbyterian not being out there trying to be a man and kill myself with everybody else.
Tonight it is just Sonja, the Hammer and I being entertained by John Denver. Just because we are not in the mountains does not mean we cannot get Rocky Mountain High.