Good, morning, LA. I just woke up and had no idea where I was. That was fun.
Another person who has often done the same but for very different reasons that mine is Keith Richards, whose birthday is on this very day.
Happy birthday to my favorite style icon and elegantly wasted genius. I can't help but love you best. Now get out of that wheelchair and walk before they make you run. Quite the image, huh? (Hard to believe he's 69). I'm so glad he's still doing his thing- Mick prancing around the stage is, well, Mick, but Keith still manages to be the ulitmate dude, hanging out and skulking around like the midnight rambler. That is why I love you, mister. You're still everything that rock and roll is, and nothing it shouldn't be.
ou are still the coolest, and most importantly, you still rock. Here's to more years of making us happy. Go blow out those candles eat your cake made of, most likely, whiskey, cigs, and twangy guitar chords from "Let it Bleed". If I was ever going to have a daughter, she would tots be named after you. And as you once said, "it's great to be here. It's great to be anywhere", we're super glad you're here, there, and just about anywhere. Cause that's what's up this only rock and roll and I love it kind of Keith's birthday of a Tuesday in the 310. I'll be listening to your amazing music in your honor today. And prob every day after that. HBDKEEEEEF. YXO
