Good ideas are a dime a dozen.
Action is a bitch.
My father's 85th birthday coming up Friday. Want to send some gift basket via delivery, not something I'm familiar with but sounds easy enough.
My father's Cordelia--Barbara, in reality--passed 3 years ago. This first Hip cut slightly titled for me. Not sure what else to do with the trippy ambiguous lyrics; will try again. You can hear why these guys totally reminded me of The Doors, perhaps. Same style. Something. What the fuck do I know.