Friday, August 30, 2002

Any songwriters out there in a big slump? Well, why not have someone else write it for you?
Ebay's great... Could this work for country? Virtual nashville?

Ernest y Dave, Together at Last!

OK, I got to thinking about, and did youever think what would it would have been like it Hemingway and Barry would have got together and co-written anything? Aside from monumnetal amounts of alcohol being consumed, you might have ended up with something like this... (note the EH and DB to credit each author with his work. if you couldn't figure it out in the first place, please go back under your rock.)

EH He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf Stream and he had gone eighty-four days now without taking a fish. In the first forty days a boy had been with him. DB They also exposed me to the popular northern sport of ice fishing, which gets its name from the fact that "ice fishing" sounds better than "sitting around drinking." EH But after forty days without a fish the boy's parents had told him that the old man was now definitely and finally salao, which is the worst form of unlucky, and the boy had gone at their orders in another boat which caught three good fish the first week. DB The only fish anywhere near me and Matt were the ones in the tanks at Cabela's; they were probably looking out the window at us, thinking, "What a pair of MORONS."
As I sat there in the Sacred Heart gym, surrounded by these good-hearted, hard-working, Jell-O-eating people, I felt, despite my big-city cynicism, a warm glow inside. You have GOT to try schnapps.

Your Education Dollars at Work...

After my attempt to make complete sectences about Hemmingway yesterday, I've got to bring up another favorite author, Dave Barry. Apparrently, a college student at some college somewhere had read Dave's refrence to Pop-Tart Blow Torches and did a project confirming and documenting (complete with photos) that this was accurate.

Alll those years at Tarleton and all I did was play the guitar and study business...

Thursday, August 29, 2002

A great Blogger once said that some of the best bloggers only post
once a day, and he thought that was ver Hemmingway-like. He wasn't referring to me, since he had recently sent me an email on "how horrible was at blogging." Anyway, he has also taught me
how to be good at blogging, but that's not my point...
I read The Torrents of Spring the other day, and that's one of those books that's really good in
quite the strange way. It's only about 100 pages long, but after you're done, it's just like
you read a 1000 page book, takes you through the pump factories up north, through a broken relationship, into another one, and then there's a quick switcharoo (sorry for the technical literary
terms) into a completely different group of characters, a bird, an old lady, and my favorite of any story, some indians. It's kinda like the warm Chinook wind is blowing you through the pages.
I like reading stuff that's set up north and has talk of the cold weather, to me that's pretty much like science fiction since I've been in the land of 100 degree summers all my life.

I like Hemmingway's stuff. I've been to his house in Key West. See his 5 toed cats and the sculpture Picasso made him. I've even read some books about him, which is something I rarely ever like to do. There's a great picture of him and his son on the back of a fishing boat off the coast of Cuba, asleep in the sun, and he's go some sort of cocktail in his hand and a machine gun across his shoulder... Just the typical family vacation. "Son, lets go fishing! You grab the poles and tackle, I'll get the machine guns and rum!"

Yes, his life ended in tradgedy, but he had some serious problems that the treatment just made worse. I've always liked his stuff. It's written in such a depressing manner and theme, but it never gets me down. I've played some music in the bar where he used to hang out when I was in the Keys, that was pretty cool. It was one of the same places that Buffett and JJW used to play when they were just getting started. I have no intent of ever doing the same types of work that any of them have done, but it sure is neat to put myself in those same places.

I need to get out of town for a while, and I don't think the trip to san antonio this weekend is going to cut it.

Wednesday, August 28, 2002

you know, when i'm posting stuff like this, you may say i have too much time on my hands. but when
someone takes enough time to build a site devoted to men who look like kenny rogers,
they have waaaaaaaay too much time on their hands.

as scott's said before, it's not always a good idea to have too much fun on a school night. i'm not hungover, just really, really tired. had a good time with jeff for his birthday. we started out at pop's safari, went and ate at pappasito's, went back to pop's, then to fred's, up to the hideaway, and then to the new bar next to the wreck room called torch. really cool place.
it was one of those nights that makes me really like the part of ftw that i live in. good crowd of people. it's like a big cheers without cliff claven.
yes, it was fun. right now i've had far more caffine than any warm blooded mammal should. i guess i'll keep on working and see if the mark davis show can restore some sanity until lunch, when i'm going to eact as many tacos as the $5 i have left will buy.

Tuesday, August 27, 2002

4:12 pm on tuesday... it's been a long drawn out day here. unfortunately, i work for a company who believes in clock watching
and degrading their employees for jobs well done. i'm done all the wok i possible could today. i thought i'd do the search engine thing with my dogs names. Wilbur Raton, the miniature rat terrier know round these parts as Willie, his name didn't produce any results. if you asked him, his 9 pounds would say "it's cuz i'm too ferocious, now go get me some meat, hey!" on the other hand, searchin by my miniature schnauzer's full name, Daisy LaFleur, did turn up one match. It was an article about having breast implants removed. What would she say about this? "I don't need no breats implants, I'm already pretty enough! You better go get that meat for ma and willie before i bite your ass, hey!"

You may be asking yourself, where's the "hey" come from? Me and Mandy and Stephen have always been speaking for our dogs, and our interpertations have always involved somewhat of an aggressive french tone with the type of grammar that you would expect a dog to use.

on a completely unrelated note, today is my buddy Jeff's birthday! the big 2-6. were headed to pop's safari to have a stogie and too meany beers and or port, and then to pappasito's for dinner. he's named after JJW, his driver's liscense has Jerry Jeff Hawkins on it, so does his birth certificate. unfortunately, his parents have been gone for quite a while, long before we knew who JJW was so I have no idea why he's named that.

The Dixie Chicks are finally making people realize that there's more to good country music than Nashville. Yep, another thing Lloyd Maines is resposnible for...

Johnny Cash is in the hospital. I don't think hank done it this-a-way, but the medical care is much better than what's available in a cadillac.

I encourage all musicians to use a canjoe next time they are working on an arrangement... three strings and an aluminum can? what could possibly resonate a better sound! move over, dobro's...

The storm this morning was really nice... It's going to be steamy this afternoon, but at least it's a hint of fall. Mike Graham has a song on his first CD called October, and it's written about stuff like this. Fall will be here before we know it. College football. Sub 90 degree temperature. Oh yeah, I'll have a baby, too. I knew something was going to be different...

Monday, August 26, 2002

We've got really bad mosquitos around the hacienda, and hadn't really thought much about
how to get rid of them... But I've heard on WBAP today that bats eat up tp 7 lbs of mosquitos
each day. There's a lot of info about bat myths and stuff at the Batworld website.

In the mood for some culture? My wife's photography is going to be featured during Gallery Night in the Cultural District section of Fort Worth. That's going on September 6th & 7th. When that's over on Saturday, you can follow us on over to Deep Ellum where I'm playing a gig at Tex's Taphouse. Never been there before, but it's sound like a cool place.

It's Monday!
This was one of those weekends where it was actually good to come back to work
and slow down a little bit... Friday night was the first part of childbearing class, then went to see Stephen Pointer & Josh Davis play at the Mule, woke up and ran errands Saturday morning,
then had the rest of Childbearing classes until 6pm, got dressed up and went to Maggiano's for Justin's 30th birthday ($100 bucks for Me and Mandy), came home, woke up early with the 2001 Chilean Cabernet Savigon resonating through my head as I cooked breakfast for the Sunday School class (Mandy wouldn't do the donut thing), went and helped Adam build a staircase, came home, cooked porkchops on the grill, drank about 90 Coors Lights, and crashed kinda early.

Yeah, i had a lot of stuff to do, but it was a good weekend. I'm supposed to go to San Antonio for Earl Bishop's CD release party next weekend, but I don't know if I'm going to pull that one off. I think I may just stay up here and play some golf and stuff. Either way, it is a three day weekend, and I'm looking quite forward to it.