Look who's dead

Hasil Adkins. So on Thursday Sean came over to me at the club and said Carolee et al. had been wondering where the heck I'd been. I promised to be out on Saturday. Had to break that promise. It's like babysitting, only there is no baby.
If it hadn't been for John Mills, there would not now be any children named Haylee or Haleigh or Hayleah or such. Still, worth all that.
What song to sing on Tuesday? The poll is open. Out of Time or Wall of Death? Bye for now, Big D.