Today's Happy Hour Soundtrack

A couple o' tunes from Dire Straits' first album... first off... "Water of Love:"

I believe I have taken enough
yes I need a little water of love

Water of love deep in the ground
But there ain't no water here to be found
Some day baby when the river runs free
It'll carry that water of love to me

The guitar playin' is first and foremost in this track.  The lyrics are secondary and cut a lil bit close to the bone these days.  And then there's "Wild West End."

Excuse me for talking I wanna marry you
This is the seventh heaven street to me
Don't be so proud
You're just another angel in the crowd
And I'm walking in the wild West End
Walking with your wild best friend

Dire Straits first album came out when The Second Mrs. Pennington and I were living in Oregon sometime around the 1978 - 1979 time frame and the album immediately became a favorite.  Little did we know when the album hit the charts that we would be "you and me/ we can BE/ walkin' in the wild West End" a little over a year and a half later.  Fate, and all that... GOOD fate, as it were.  Those years in London were some of the best years of my life.

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An update, of a sort...  Lou, in comments to the post below, asks:

So, did you wait around to see if DVEST8R was married?

Funny you should mention that, Lou.  Just as I was pulling out of the commissary parking lot a comely young captain attired in a flight suit... long strawberry blonde hair tied back in an appropriate military bun... happened to walk right in front of me as I was leaving.  I stopped to let her pass and was gifted with an oh-so-brief but dazzling smile in return.  Flight suits aren't the most flattering thing that women can wear, but this young lady's bearing... upright, confident, proud... made THAT point moot, as she was a wonder to behold.  My mind immediately raced to all sorts of wild conjecture but I put it all away.  Immediately.  Fantasy is one thing, reality quite another.

The simple fact is this:  there ain't a woman alive and on active duty at this point in time that would even think about giving an ol' retread like me a second look.  And, truth be told, I wouldn't be much interested if she DID.  Unless she happened to be a colonel or a CMSgt on the cusp of retirement, which is to say at the end of a 30-year career.  Most of life is vertical (as opposed to horizontal) and I simply wouldn't have much... if anything... in common with someone younger than 50.  I might could make an exception if a fling were in the cards, but that's just more wild conjecture on my part.  Reality sucks.

Just sayin'.