Thursday, April 24, 2008

The sickness.......................

"Leaving On A Jet Plane"

or, in my twisted world,

"Leaving for the Iowa Plain”

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go...I'm standin' here outside your door...I hate to wake you up to say goodbye....But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn...The demon’s waitin', he's blowin' his horn....Already I'm so lonesome I could die...So kiss me and smile for me...Tell me that you'll wait for me...Hold me like you'll never let me go....'Cause I'm leaving for the Iowa plain...I don't know when I'll be back again...Oh, babe, I hate to go...I'm leaving...


  1. Charlie...Good Luck to ya in Iowa! Have fun!

  2. Another epic tale in the making.
    Good luck and ride like the wind!

  3. 6PM Sat.
    Charlie is always excellent.
    Likely one of 4 left in epic of epics TI-IV. Can you say wind/cold/brutal/fun?
    Check it out on radiophone at

    Go Chuck!

  4. Good Job Charlie on beating mother nature. Hope you had some fun in there too.

  5. Charlie,
    Great job.
    I suppose you are ready to get a clown bike now.

  6. Great job Charlie- thanks for keeping me awake on the drive back to Decorah- I wouldn't have been so "with it" after your feat.

  7. Charlie, are you alive and back yet? Gotta hear the gnarly details in true Farrow form. Rest, recover and hit us with an eloquent posting.