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Friday, July 21, 2006

Friday Dedication: Open All Night

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I am headed down to Birmingham early this morning to do a few interviews and then I am hitting the road back to Gainesville. I'll probably not get back until about 7:30 PM - 8:00 PM. Long day.

Can someone explain to me how to iron trousers? When I am home I bring all my clothes to a cleaner. I just can't get the hang of it. I actually iron new wrinkles into the pants. I think I need to travel with a valet. Or a manservant. That would be sweet.

It used to be that when I was down in Birmingham for a week, I would sleep really poorly the last night and I would end up packing up everything at around 4 in the morning and heading back. So I would be cruising down I-65 and US 231 in the darkness and pre-dawn. Now whenever I hear this song I think of those hours driving through Alabama to get home to Mrs. Fab, because that's what this guy is doing, rushing home to be with his girl.

This is from Springsteen's Nebraska album

I'm coming home, baby.

Open All Night

I had the carburetor cleaned and checked with her line blown out she's hummin' like a turbojet
Propped her up in the backyard on concrete blocks for a new clutch plate and a new set of shocks
Took her down to the carwash check the plugs and points
I'm goin' out tonight I'm gonna rock that joint

Early north Jersey industrial skyline I'm an all set cobra jet creepin' through the nighttime
Gotta find a gas station gotta find a payphone this turnpike sure is spooky at night when you're all alone
Gotta hit the gas 'cause I'm runnin' late, this New Jersey n the mornin' like a lunar landscape

The boss don't dig me so he put me on the nightshift
It's an all night run to get back to where my baby lives
In the wee wee hours your mind gets hazy radio relay towers won't you lead me to my baby
Underneath the overpass trooper hits his party light switch
Goodnight good luck one two powershift

I met Wanda when she was employed behind the counter at the route 60 Bobs Big Boy fried chicken on the front seat she's sittin' in my lap
We're wipin' our fingers on a Texaco roadmap
I remember Wanda up on scrap metal hill with them big brown eyes that make your heart stand still

5 A.M. oil pressure's sinkin' fast
I make a pit stop wipe the windshield check the gas
Gotta call my baby on the telephone
Let her know that her daddy's comin' on home
Sit tight little mamma I'm commin' round I got 3 more hours but I'm coverin' ground

Your eyes get itchy in the wee wee hours sun's just a red ball risin' over them refinery towers
Radio's jammed up with gospel stations lost souls callin' long distance salvation
Hey mr. deejay woncha hear my last prayer hey ho rock 'n roll deliver me from nowhere


Blogger Shelli said...

And you call me a princess! You crack me up...ironing wrinkles into your pants.

Drive carefully. Be safe.

5:16 AM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

Don't you know the crinkly look is in? You'll be home soon :)

5:29 AM  
Blogger Mr. Fabulous said...

Shelli--What, no gloating about being first? :)

Lorraine--Yep. In fact I am just about to pack up the lap top, shower and dress, and head to Birmingham.

5:53 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

yeah, right.

6:46 AM  
Blogger Leave It To Cleavage said...

I can't iron pants very well. I do a good job with shirts, but that's it. If my pants are really wrinkly, I ask my mom to iron them for me. She does a good job.

7:56 AM  
Blogger Geek said...

No what you need is a femaleservant there prettier.

8:42 AM  
Blogger Pud said...

Have a safe drive. Try not to get pulled over and arrested.

8:42 AM  
Blogger speckledpup said...

from an old traveler...let me tell you. buy yourself a travel steamer iron.
you hang the stuff on the hanger and steam out the wrinkles.
worth every freakin' penny and they fold up to nothin'. My vibrator's bigger.

oh and I kinda like the wrinkled look...but hey we're not talkin' about your face are we???

9:19 AM  
Blogger Maidink said...

For both aesthetic and safety reasons, I don't iron. Dry cleaning is the only way for me.

Were you at a business friendly hotel? They normally have a dry cleaning service.

Have fun travelling.

9:44 AM  
Blogger marty said...

I don't iron anything. I wear my pants so long that they have to be sandblasted off.

Is this a viable option for you?

10:45 AM  
Blogger Itchy said...

I'm so glad to hear that I'm not the only one with the special skill of adding wrinkles to pants with the iron!

11:39 AM  
Blogger michele said...

Have a safe trip back,i have
actually iron wrinkles into
clothing too,i know what you
mean.You dig the boss now i
know you're cool.

I've been to 5 springsteen

11:40 AM  
Blogger Motor City Monk said...

That's a lot of words for one song...I like to limit my songs to about 20 words, else ya suppose to remember the lyrics.

1:29 PM  
Blogger Bluepaintred said...

you're so cute.

my computer is dying or something. it takes me 4 minutes ( i timed it) to load up pages or the comment section and it sux monkey chuncks so please feel honored I commented on yours LOL

2:26 PM  
Blogger Suze said...

Have a safe journey back. Maybe you could put those pants under the matress whilst you and Mrs Fab get downt to business.

Then when you have finished simply remove them and put them on a hanger. Problem solved!

2:44 PM  
Blogger Lori said...

Ironing pants are tricky it depends if you are wearing them or not when doing it.

Be safe while driving home.

2:53 PM  
Anonymous Kyle Korleski said...

Manservant?! I didn't know you rolled like that!

Just kidding ^_^

6:05 PM  
Blogger Mr. Fabulous said...

Leave--Can your mom hook me up too?

Geek--Where does one get a femaleservant? Same place as an escort?

Pud--I made it safe and sound. They never would have taken me alive!

Pup--That's a great idea, I'll check it out, thanks! Um...How big IS your vibrator? LOL

Maidink--I prefer the dry cleaning as well. They may have had a service, I didn't think to check...

Marty--I hadn't thought of that. It's worth a try...

Itchy--Excellent! We should form a support group!

Michele--Right on, girl! I knew I liked you for a reason!

Motor City Monk--Normally I just prefer nursery rhymes :)

Bluepaintred--I don't think you are supposed to suck monkey chunks. I think you are supposed to swallow them whole.

Suze--You are so practical! Thanks! :)

Lori--I never thought of doing it while wearing them...I am gonna check that out! LOL

Kyle--He would have his own room, of course. Or he could sleep in the rental car.

6:59 PM  
Blogger shirley said...

Blogmad hit - truck honk! Honk, honk!

7:17 PM  
Anonymous Kyle Korleski said...

Well, I guess as you aren't ridin' dirty, I guess it's okay.

7:22 PM  
Blogger MsDemmie said...

Iron ??????????

7:28 PM  
Blogger Geek said...

Fab- As a matter of fact...
ofcourse this is also why I dont travel without my gorgeous woman.

8:22 PM  
Blogger jkirlin said...

Fasion Tip O' The Day: Sweat pants don't wrinkle.

10:57 PM  

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