Reminds me of one -fanciful- interpretation of a line from "Hotel California". "Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air". Wag said that there was a fireworks factory nearby, which exploded. One of the workers, a Wurn Snell from Colitas,Greece was seen hurled into the sky by the explosion. A certain "Slug Signorino" (pen-name of the artist for Cecil Adams' "Straight Dope") drew a pic of the interpretations.(Wurn Snell riding a rocket to his death.) Colitas was described as (1)A marijuana smoke,(2)Colitis,(3)part of a woman's anatomy, and a town in Greece. I go for the marijuana cig.
I think Hotel California is a state of mind, and one artist said that vampires and demon worshipers live there."You can check out any time, but you can never leave."
Reminds me of one -fanciful- interpretation of a line from "Hotel California". "Warm smell of colita
There's also some truth to the final lyric of that song:
'You can check out anytime you'd like, but you can't ever leave"
Being a California resident for 27 years and finally selling off the last piece of property just this year. There's a big part of me who misses California, and then I remember that I can live comfortably elsewhere for considerably less - and let's not get into other reasons why I left.
There's also some truth to the final lyric of that song: 'You can check out anytime you'd like, but
