"Balls. Those are the only things I'm good at."
"Puma dildo land raid? Amazing!"
"yes. plan B as in other options, rather than the emergency contraception pill of the same name. I'll check."
"Eating Tara's ice cream and listening to Seal and thinking of you!"
"page two eighty of the return of the king."
"i got yelled at for saying goodbye to you on her time. I walked out."
"I am so excited for you to be a mother. Don't ask why I thought it. It just happened and I smiled."
Today marks a sad occasion. You see, today (February 3rd) is the 52nd anniversary of The Day the Music Died, when a plane containing Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and J. P. "The Big Bopper" Richardson crashed on its way to a show in Clear Lake, Iowa, killing all passengers and the pilot on impact. Maria Elena, Holly's bride of barely 6 months, was widowed. "In a way, I blame myself," she said. "I was not feeling well when he left. I was two weeks pregnant, and I wanted Buddy to stay with me, but he had scheduled that tour. It was the only time I wasn't with him. And I blame myself because I know that, if only I had gone along, Buddy never would have gotten into that airplane." She miscarried the baby shortly after.
My songs of the day are in honour of Buddy and Maria, plus all the true rockstars who were a part of this tragedy.
Oh, Boy! by Buddy Holly
Everyday by Buddy Holly
and thank you, Don McLean, for your lovely tribute:
American Pie
Buddy Holly, you will always be the King of Rock and Roll to me.
