by Chuck Butler
Good Day… And a Tub Thumpin’ Thursday to you! It was one of those nights, not like one of these nights, the song by the Eagles… It was one of Those nights, where sleep evaded me, and I really don’t feel much like writing this morning, but I’ll give it a shot, and see what comes. Usually when I say I don’t feel like writing, I end up getting on my soapbox or some long discussion about something and forget that I feel like death warmed over! The Searchers greet me this morning with the great song: Love Potion #9… I could use some of that love potion that Madame Rue mixed up right there in the sink, in her pad down on 34th & Vine… Yeah, that would work!