• It’s time for not only a guest blog but a double-guest blog. You know, kind of like
    the double-dog dare.

    Ladies and gentlemen, reprinted with permission, Mr. Dusty Feighner.

    2004-12-19 0218
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    Aaron “Mutha [edit]in” Traffas,

    Comon now. Your a song writer. You should know workarounds like “Gonna”.
    Dammit it pisses me off when I hear a song that says gonna. Why can they say I will,
    or I did, I must, I should. Not… gonna…. dammit.

    I got no call from Mr. TrevorBurgess.com today. Therefore… no news is good news.

    Surely DOS can do it… cause DOS IS BOSS. If not. We can at least put the hard
    drive into slave mode and boot it to another machine to recover the data.

    Hell… I think we may even be able to install windows to another directory to at
    least boot it, recover what we need, and get the hell outa Dodge.

    Should be as easy as picking up a Columbian Waitress. Dammit Traffas, you should
    have went home with her. Wait a minute, if she is like the illegal mexican I know,
    she lives with her whole family tree… nevermind. Your Catholic right????

    Speaking of which… I am single these days. You should tell the oldest sister that
    you know this great guy from KC. He has hopped trains and chased tornados and someday
    he is “gonna” be a singer/songwriter like his buddy Traffas.

    Anywhoo… been in the sauce. It was quite yummy. Seen an ex’s sister tonight….
    wasn’t too happy about that. Been trying to avoid the whole situation for awhile.

    If nothing else. We can at least tell Burgess that the data is not recoverable.
    Once he realizes that, we can start being his management staff.

    Booking gigs, working in the background. Making booku bucks working from home. I
    can get him on the CMA’s.

    “Its the 2005 CMA’s, with special guest, Trevor Burgess”

    What up Dawg?? We gotta go to Topeka one of these nights and party like rockstars with Deines.

    Dusty “Mutha [edit]in” Pants

    2004-12-27 2330
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    Did I read this right??? Mr. Aaron Traffas,
    Trevor Burgess, and Dusty Feighner in
    one setting at

    Helen’s Hilltop
    ????

    Oh my, this is going to be a blast… Dude… I have had dreams about this moment.

    Here can be some of the description

    When it comes to Dusty Feighner, If it’s a two-step or heart-touching Country ballad
    he is sure to penetrate your senses as he performs for you.

    Meanwhile Aaron Traffas and Trevor Burgess are laughing at Dusty. Why?? Because Dusty Feighner’s BIO cracks them up. Sometimes Dusty laughs about it too. When has he ever played a two step or a
    heart-touching ballad??? :-)

    Man… I am really looking forward to this. You guys need a place to stay?? Wait
    a minute… I may need one too :-). Well, if nothing else works out. We can always
    go to Raytown, Missouri. We can drink 40oz of Old English and freestyle RAP (Rhythm
    Aided Poetry) with the rest of the Raytown homies.

    Maybe I can find a wife for a night in good ol’ Tongie.
    Wade Hayes picked
    up his wife there, maybe I can too. Do you guys remember Wade Hayes?? I think he
    fell off the edge of the earth. Last I heard he is in some country duo band called
    McHayes.

    Probably figured out that Brooks and Dunn hasn’t had anybody to compete with for
    quite a few years. Oh wait a minute… Maybe Montgomery
    Gentry
    ….. Yeah… the new outlaw movement….

    What are they outlawing against again???
    Record companies
    ??? Nope. Personal Hygene?? Nope.
    Shitty music??? Nope….

    Oh yeah… they were black shiny clothes… that’s it… that makes them outlaws.
    And one of them spins a [edit]in mic stand around, because he is afraid to sing
    to the crowd without something in front of him….. Yep… those are the outlaws
    you gotta watch out for.

    There used to be this all night diner right out of Tongi…. The most toothless
    waitresses you ever seen… but decent food though.

    Ok… been in the sauce again… but the conversation was good tonight

    Pants

  • I had a relaxing Christmas. Having gone home a few days early, I got into one of the legendary poker games held in Sharon. Playing amongst the hardened hard-asses, I lost $40 the first night. Captain Rob Spectre happened to be home from Providence, RI, so I drew upon his reinforcement the next evening, when I won back my squandered funds.

    My Christmas list was short but was everything I wanted: a new pearl snap, a $20 bill, and a can opener. My mom didn’t rest at merely the requested can opener; no, she gave me some cans of chili to go with it. I’ll eat like a king, albeit a chilliphilic potentate, for the next three days.

    I was invited to Rob’s family’s place in Sawyer, KS, on Christmas day for one of those jam sessions I swore off long ago. This one, however, proved quite enjoyable and it was very fulfilling to play with Rob again, if even for a short time. He gave me a prerelease copy of his new Fireflies CD and you can be sure I’ll be listening to that for the next indefinate period of time.

  • I went to Lenora, KS, last weekend to catch a Blaine Younger show. They’re getting pretty good and I would definately recommend seeing them sometime if they’re playing in your area.

    If anyone has any ideas for good places to play, I ask that you email them to me at [email protected]; that is, unless, you’re a blood sucking, spidering, web-crawler looking for email addresses. Then don’t.

  • I had an absolutely wonderful time in Colorado. I wasn’t aware that Grand Junction was 20 miles from Utah, but I found out quickly — or slowly, rather, as our drive lasted late into the night on Tuesday. We arrived at 4:00am MST, which, of course, felt like 5:00am to us. Sleeping in the next day left me ready to go Wednesday night. After setting up what was in the end a rather pud auction, we went to a place called the Rock Slide (or Mud Slide, or some kind of slide). There was a cute Columbian waitress there and the other three auctioneers with me, knowing my marital status, decided it was their job to “hook us up”. I, believing it was a frivolous endeavor, was able to thwart their plans with my usual, and somewhat disturbing, ease. Apparently, towards the end of the night, on my way to the restroom I reportedly impacted the side of a door. The bar, in a quite justifiable act of threshold preservation, cut me off from having any more drinks. I am to this day unable to remember my impact, but I became quite coherent after finding out my drinking privileges had been revoked. Against the complaints of the innocent Columbian, I demanded she bring over the bar manager who had allegedly witnessed my collision and ordered the truncation of my evening. As my fellow auctioneers were rolling on the floor, I convinced the extremely nice fellow that I was indeed capable of consuming another of his delicious microbrews, that I was staying in the hotel across the street, and that he had nothing about which to be concerned except how he was going to pay for the raise that his Columbian waitress was surely due. He brought me another beer.

    As we were leaving, after having talked to the owner one final time and leaving on quite amiable terms, I reached the main door to the bar where I found my friends, again, doubled over laughing. The waitress had labeled both sides of the door with crayon-scribed notes reading “This is the door frame” and “Do not hit this”.

  • Deines told me I have to update my log, so here we go.

    The biggest news for me is that I’ve been recruited to a rather elite Counter Strike: Source clan called s4h. There are currently 5200+ users on a server called 9TN and I’m ranked 15th and the rest of the clan is in the top 20. I’m a geek, I know.

    Leaving for CO right now…you’ll hear from me.

  • Rollercoaster week
    Great show at the Page on the 20th
    Thanks to all in attendance.
    Pearl Grey was great.
    Like we never took a break
    Played several originals with the band for the first time
    Got to play “Capture Love” for Tyler and Stacie Strong
    That meant a lot to me.

    Played with Rob Hildreth at PJ’s last Wednesday
    Dead for the first half
    Got to meet Honeybrowne’s ex-drummer Brad
    He came in with his friend from the military.
    Shot some pool while we played
    About 11:00pm Shawn Leeth came in.
    Brought a big, partying crowd
    Congratulations to Stacey and him on their engagement.
    Happy to be there

    Played Buster’s last Saturday
    Couldn’t have been better
    All my old friends
    More like ghosts from the past
    In any case, the place was packed.
    I had the best time out of all of them.
    Thanks to everyone for coming out

    Playing tomorrow and Wednesday with Rob Hildreth
    The Wamego to Lawrence world tour

    You’ll hear from me.

  • I bought my first CD on the Internet last night
    Enjoy Every Sandwich:
    The Songs of Warren Zevon
    As per Dad’s instructions
    It was amazingly simple, and cheaper than Wal*Mart

    Dusty and I started our weekend properly last night
    I did what I always do and started nodding off about 2:00am
    Finally made it back to my place by 4:00am
    Going to Wichita tonight to watch a show
    Then we road to Hays

    I booked a show at PJ’s for this Wednesday
    Something to do before Thanksgiving
    Looking forward to hearing the Supernauts

  • Got to see the Blaine Younger routeside attraction last Saturday. Good stuff, as always. We wound up at after hours and I wound up asleep…somewhere. I’m hoping to have my guitar fixed by the band show Saturday. I have to remember to buy Dusty some Skittles.