I’m in a bluegrass mood
They finally got around to unhooking the cable
They must have realized that the old tennant moved out
I was searching through my VHS collection last night
Found a Bela Fleck concert from PBS
Man, those guys could play…
Bela…Sam Bush…Earl Scruggs…
They don’t make ’em like that anymore.
I finally got around to scanning this picture
It hangs on my wall in my office
Ah, the good old days
I didn’t kick anything.
Had an absolutely magnificant weekend
Two of the funnest shows ever
Friday a surprise song swap with Trevor in Hays
Fun…our first song swap
The die-hard red dirt fans didn’t hurt, either
Thanks for the after hours, fellas…I think
Saturday the first full band show at Busters
Jim had a funeral so Jason Cunningham filled in on bass. I haven’t played with him in about four years. He became even better than he was back then. We were a little too loud in the beginning, I think. The drums were a little too much for the room. Johnny did a tremendous job with the brushes and keeping the volume low. Even so, I don’t think I’ll be taking a band back again. Buster’s is just not an environment for a band. It was a fun experiment, though. My father very rarely comments on my musical endevors. Even more rare are compliments from him. He said it was the best sounding show he’s ever heard from me. That felt good.
My throat, on the other hand was blown out Friday night
Saturday before the show was dismal
I can’t believe it happened, but I felt pretty solid vocally during the show
Alternating shots of lemon juice with the glasses of water
“Lemon juice is a bandaid” and all that
Having a hard time making noise at all today
It was worth it
One more thing:
I never thought I’d ever see a 60 year old guy requesting Avril Lavigne and Alanis Morissette, at one of my shows, and smoking pot in the parking lot. I saw it. Weird.
Been awfully sick this week
What I get for not sleeping last weekend
Played a house party on Sunday night
“When somebody calls I just answer the phone / and vacate the comfort zone”
Auction tonight
The Page tomorrow night
Buster’s with a full band on Saturdee
Hope I kick the bug in time
You’ll hear from me.
Starting Doom 3 may have been the worst mistake I’ve made in a long time. Barely running on my machine, it brings back memories of running Doom 2 on my old 50 MHz 486 with 4 MB of RAM. It’s barely playable at the lowest resolution, the game play and, to some extent, plot are cloned from Half-Life, and Rob’s exactly right about the audio, and yet I can’t help but succumb to the realization that I may just have to be a half hour late to Bobby T’s.
I’m not a food critic, mostly because rarely do I eat anything of consequence. Occasionally, though, fortune provides me with something to literally write home about. There is a place in Victoria, KS, that has fantastic food. It’s probably not much better than average to most, but most people don’t like greasy, thick hamburgers and large amounts of fries. The place is called the Library. I’m not particularly good with praise, and my superlatives are rather rusty, but on both Friday and Saturday nights I ate there, consuming what I believe to be the best meals I’ve had this year.
I spent Friday evening and Saturday afternoon working on the music for the new CD. Things went pretty well and I had substantially fewer arguments with my advisers than I expected. I don’t know if they gave up or if the material is that solid.
I have a pretty solid week with all the Star Trek I have to watch. Ten hours on the clock leaves something like four or five waking hours left for watching DS9.
Still alive
Barely
Seven shows in six days
Don’t want to think about fuel consumption
Two blown tires while doing 70mph
More than 1000 miles in all
Never had so much fun
Thanks to Dusty Feighner for tagging along
Made the road a little less hostile
He’s going to open for us in September in JC
Just finished putting together some flyers
Plugging the 27 August show
Blaine Younger, Trevor Burgess, Jimmy Billinger and I
Song-swapping
Four names, one money
Just happy to be here.
You’ll hear from me.
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Got back from Salina last night
At 10:00am this morning
The lady at the Solomon station looked at me funny
I bought a diet Coke and an extra large Snickers
Pay attention to the convention
Vote for Lee Jones for the Senate.
Actually, I really don’t care…just don’t vote for Brownback.
