A Visit to the Bro...

...I'm off to Nashville this morning to visit my Brother.. I haven't seen him in about a month, so I'm driving over.. He called me a few days ago, and we talked about his situation.. much more lightheartedly than before.. I guess we all handle things differently as the mood hits us..anyway, after talking for a while, I suddenly remembered my Zevon... (by the way, this is NOT worksafe) .. I stuck it in the CD player, and we had a good ole laugh.. sometimes, all you CAN do is have a laught at life and the little curveballs it throws ya.... my Bro is one hard dude... hard in the way my Father was.. heh.. he got a tattoo a few years ago on his forearm that says "Soldier".. When I asked him why he got it, since he'd never served, he told me that... to him, the word Soldier meant someone who can "endure".. I guess looking at his arm helps him steady his keel sometimes... kinda like the last verse of that song... "Ya just can't quit"... anyway, I'm off to Nashvegas after I finish this pot of coffee..

..as usual, I am including the lyrics in case you kiddies want to sing along to my Bro's new themetune....heh...

Warren Zevon, Zevon Music BMI

Well, I went to the doctor
I said, "I'm feeling kind of rough"
Let me break it to you, son
Your shit's fucked up."
I said, "my shit's fucked up?"
Well, I don't see how--"
He said, "The shit that used to work--
It won't work now."

I had a dream
Ah, shucks, oh, well
Now it's all fucked up
It's shot to hell

Yeah, yeah, my shit's fucked up
It has to happen to the best of us
The rich folks suffer like the rest of us
It'll happen to you

That amazing grace
Sort of passed you by
You wake up every day
And you start to cry
Yeah, you want to die
But you just can't quit
Let me break it on down:
It's the fucked up shit

by Eric on January 31, 2004 | Comments(2) | SWG Stories

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Safe Trip.

posted by: Sam on January 31, 2004 11:21 AM

I got a call from my bro earlier this week also..he was calling me from the Muscogee Prison in Columbus, GA where he is serving a 15 yr sentence..should be paroled in 3mths if all goes well. I read your blog earlier when you were having a bad time...don't know if makes you feel any better because I don't know the circumstances of all your shit..but behind everyones front door is tragedy in some shape and form. I've encountered my own nightmares in person and I'll just say it's not what happens to us that defines who we are, it's how we deal. The best of luck to you and your bro. I'm a veteran and I know what the word soldier means and in the civilian world I've met a bunch of them. Your brother has the right idea of the definition of the word.

posted by: sandy on February 1, 2004 01:16 AM