.: Sore :.

I'm feeling my age or something.

Sure, I danced quite a bit at JJ. Then again maybe its the 2mi walk to the Clipper afterwards. So hurtin'. That seems to be the thread through most of my entries lately. I gotta change that this year. Its all probably in my head. Still my body is wrecked.

Going to the Clipper was worth the adventure... One of the last two songs we'd heard preformed by the Deep Chicago Rythym Owls was "Save The Bones For Henry Jones." We'd heard it earlier at JJ. I even remember performing a version this song in choir class long ago in high school. I bet I wouldn't have been hurtin this bad back then.

Save The Bones For Henry Jones

We’re gonna have a supper
We’ll eat some food that’s rare
And at the head of the table
We’ll place brother Henry’s chair
Invite all the local big dogs
We’ll laugh and talk and eat
But we’ll save the bones for Henry Jones
‘Cause Henry don’t eat no meat

Today I’ll go to market
Buy up a lotta fish
Well, that will thrill brother Henry
‘Cause fish is his special dish
Get a large can of molasses
Have something really sweet
But we’ll save the bones for Henry Jones
‘Cause Henry don’t eat no meat

Henry is not a drinker
He rarely takes a nip
He don’t need a napkin
‘Cause the things he eats don’t drip – blip!
One day we had a banquet
It really was a bake
They started off with short ribs
Then finished off with steak
But when the feast was over
Brother Henry just kept his seat
And we served the bones to Henry Jones
‘Cause Henry don’t eat no meat

Our banquet was most proper
Right down to demitasse
From soup to lox and bagels
And pheasant under glass – class!
We thought the chops were mellow
He said his chops were beat – reet!
We served the bones to Henry Jones
‘Cause Henry don’t eat no meat
He’s an egg man
Henry don’t eat no meat
He loves a pullet
Henry don’t eat no meat
A vegetarian
Henry?
Coming mother!
Soup’s on