Just could not resist the play on words.
I’m off to “a place I’ve never been before”, heading waaaaay up to Denver to stay with Stacy for the Holidays. I can’t say as I’m looking forward to the altitude sickness I will have for the first week, but I really can’t wait to see the cabin and the views.
So here’s a brief moment of that limp-wristed, floppy-headed, stoned, dead hippy, John Denver. It will make you feel like you’re traveling right along with me.
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He, he is dead, but he wasn’t a limp-wristed, floppy-headed, stoned hippy. He was just a man who played and sang beautiful songs, a lot of which were about beautiful places.
Oh, and never, ever, say anything negative about John Denver.
John Denver made nature cool.
Please don’t diss John Denver. Yeah, he had his quirks, but damn, his music can still put a tear in my eye… He is missed..
-Em