I had a sober kick for about eight months. I fell on the wagon so to speak. I found myself restless sitting up on that wagon, it rode rough and fairly slow so when we were over the whiskey river I went ahead and jumped off. I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep that pledge of writing every day…
Collin writes his name in urine
January 17, 2008
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there was a day when Jon Scott Rolston could drink a Mr. Conway under the table, do gun tricks while driving with one foot (on both the steering wheel and pedals, have a fist fight, please a woman and still show up for work on time the next day.
…this guy.?
Comment by girl with the glass eye — January 17, 2008 @ 7:11 pm
I’m trying to figure out the driving part…
Comment by Rolston — January 18, 2008 @ 8:43 am