Silver Thread

“Eight Miles High” by The Byrds.

Oh, I love this song. It makes me think of my childhood. Sitting in our living room, watching Wile E. Coyote while my mom made baked beans. I can practically smell the baked beans now. Oh, that guitar sounds like that old Nintendo game, Rygar. Man, I loved Rygar. But it made no sense. How did that shield help me climb trees? What were those underground pill bug-looking things all about? Why did I have to fight a giant, fire-breathing pig? I never did beat that game, but I kept trying and trying. It was an exercise in futility, much like chasing a roadrunner. Man, I want some baked beans.