I’m singin’ this borrowed tune,
I took from the Rolling Stones.
Alone in this empty room,
Too wasted to write my own…
~Neil Young
I took from the Rolling Stones.
Alone in this empty room,
Too wasted to write my own…
~Neil Young
Dave:
Cold, windy, rainy, with six inches of snow on the east side of the Continental Divide. So we chilled in the room, catching up on some reading, and drove the 40 miles back to Whitefish for some real food (which has been sadly mediocre at the lodge). So I’m sitting in the Great Northern Brewing Company, enjoying a glass of their hoppy and refreshing Going to the Sun Pale Ale, which is about to be followed by a (hopefully) equally tasty Bear Naked Amber. Then it’s off to Tupelo Grille for dinner, a restaurant specializing in Cajun and Southern cuisine, that we hope is as tasty as it sounds.
