Greetings from Moab! An audio update in lieu of long text intro this week!
Lightning strikes Thunders a rollin’ Up in heaven God is bowling He’s got beer & hotdogs too Ain't it somethin’ He’s just like me & you Jesus was an American It’s as plain as it seems The greatest nation’s heaven on earth We’re first in line you see So say it proud son, let it fill the air It smells as fresh as the one hanging From my review mirror Ain’t it somethin’ It takes a truck load of arrogance Once you realize Even something a huge as God we anthropomorphize Ain’t it somethin’ The Devil on my shoulder made me do it You see once you shift the blame there’s nothing to it All those evil thoughts and bad wishin' Better to ask forgiveness than permission Ain’t it somethin’ They say an angel came down from heaven To save that son of a bitch Or could it just be that the shooter Missed him by an inch… ain’t it somethin’ Lightning strikes Thunders a rollin’ Up in heaven god is bowling He’s got beer & hotdogs too Ain't it somethin’ He’s just like me & you He’s just a red-blooded Self-fearing Son of a bitch Just like me and you
It was very worth it.
This is the point where everything went awry. Note: Fresh footprints = Not necessarily the right direction…
Pit stop - sock change
Night before the long hike. Not pictured: the 100+ other tourists waiting for their photo op.
Ain't It Somethin'