Sunday, January 16, 2011

Let it go... let it ride

We may have wore out our welcome at the Rose. Two concerts in two days, and a couple winks from the 70 year old bartender who's been tending the bar for 21 years. The Texas country music always seems to put me in a unique mood. The kind where I let my boots glide across the hardwood floor, swing my arms up in the air, twirl in circles with my eyes closed and sing every word. The words I memorized on the countless drives back and forth to the ranch. The flow of our two-steps carried us throughout the bar, through the next day of work and onto round two the following night. We may not return for a couple of months (just out of pure dignity), but those songs and that two-step has seemed to smoothly transitioned into our daily routines on Hooker street.

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