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Thursday, November 25, 2004
  Whiskey River
I was just thinking about the first time that I saw Willie in concert. It was like a dream. This was years ago. My friend Ed had 2 tickets to see Willie in Biloxi. He calls and is like do you want to go? Um, stupid question, hell yes! He said that we had to leave asap to get there on time. M'kay, get your ass over here and pick me up.

Our drive was fun. I pretty much just drank on the way and smoked with Ed. Hee! Hee! We made it right on time and had wonderful seats. Of course, Willie was amazing. I mean, you really can't describe a one word to complement this man. Anyway, when the show was over. I was really just fucking around with Ed and saying that we were going to meet Willie. (Ed was with me when I got on stage at the George Clinton and danced with the P-Funk All Stars concert) I don't know how I do it, but I'm just a good person to take along to a concert b/c I just have a way of meeting these people. Anyway, back to the story. I was talking to one of Willie's guys after the show and just telling him how VERY, VERY much that I loved Willie. He said that we could meet him if we wanted to stick around for about 30 minutes. Um, let me think about it for like 1/2 a second, HELL FUCK YEAH, we'll wait!!! I really wasn't expecting to meet him. You know how people blow smoke up your ass and then don't come through. NO, not this guy, he meant it. He said that Willie had to interview with the press (get stoned) and then we could go into his personal tour buss and hang with him. We're being guided over and as the doors open, pot smoke just comes flowing out. We both walked inside. I greeted Willie by saying that it was an honor to meet him and went to give him a kiss on the cheek. No! No! Willie turned his head and kissed me right on the mouth, tongue and all. I was like, Eeww, but cool! I swear that he is my exact height and one of the nicest fucking people that I've ever met. He was so down to earth. It was like hanging with a really cool older friend. We smoked together and even tried moonshine. I didn't drink much seeing that it smelled like gasoline. I got to play with his famous guitar. (the one with the hole and has been sighned by several famous people) He even sang Whiskey River for us while strumming his old guitar. He opened with that song. I love it and we'd missed it. I thought that was the coolest thing, for him to take his time to do that. He autographed a picture to me. It says, "To NN, the love of my life, Willie Nelson." How cool is that? He also gave me a backstage pass for life. Um, Yeah! I asked him if it were true that he got high on top of the White House when Carter was President. He replied, "if you were spending the night in the White House, got high, and could get on the roof, wouldn't you?" We hung out on the bus for nearly 2 hours. It truly was like a dream come true.

He came to Jackson and played about 2 years later. I bought my pass with me. It worked. I got to see Willie again and he remembered my name. How fucking cool is that? At this show, he gave me his red bandana right off his head. It is one of my most cherished possessions.

Anyhow, I would write more, but PS just came home with lots of dessert and Will and Grace is on and it's an hour episode. Gotta run. Later!

Scoop the Poop and Eat Some Turkey or Something!!!
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