Weekend Jukebox/Open Thread
As Rufus’s nostalgia seems to have prompted my invitation to join this august company, and Mark has furthered the veer into nostalgia with his History of the LoOG post, this seems appropriate:
Sadly, there’s no booze in Rancho Ryan tonight, not even a can of beer.
There is a broad, and she’s a hell of a dame. When I was 45, it was a very good year…