the wrong side of the river

[elevinn]

A few nights ago over barbecue (not jarbecue, mind you), magic hats and football, we fell to good-naturedly mocking a friend who had invoked the law of dis in order to drive well south of the river to see someone he'd broken up with weeks before. We decided that the new slogan for the tourism commission of Chesterfield county (if there is such a

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[taliabluecat]

I been thinkin', and I can't make sense of the fact that we ain't been out drinkin' and listenin' to music since we saw Doc Watson.

We'd better alleviate this situation, or yer gonna find me slamming a case of High Life on your front lawn while acting as my own personal bluegrass band. I have your address.

[elevinn]

Fuckin' A. Last night was a hoot and it was awesome seeing you again but it don't count as drinkin' and listenin' to music since that a lot of that swill they started playing at the pub doesn't count as music.

I'll totally keep you posted about Page/Billy Ray/Ralph Stanley and various other good local shows. We'll figure somethin' out.

[taliabluecat]

It was badass seeing you again, too. Definitely keep me posted, or you know where you'll find me, and your neighbors will not be pleased.

[elevinn]

ah fuck the neighbors. anybody that objects to high life and blue grass and folks livin' it up is a neighbor only by geography.