Went To A Garden Party

Well, no I did not, but I did go see Mathew and Gunner; Ricky Nelson’s boys this past weekend. They have a tribute show, and it is amazing. It is just more than them singing their pop’s tunes. They give some really good insight to who Rick Nelson was as a man. They did not speak of his drug use, but they did talk at length about some of the folks who came by their house as they were growing up. George Harrison, Bob Dylan, Cass Elliot, and a few others that I am forgetting. So I can see where the drug issues may have crept in. But there is no doubt that he was a very good father.

The Nelson boys are amazing. 10 million records sold on their own. They played this past Saturday in Modesto CA. Just the two of them and their guitars. Talent runs in this family. Little known fact: Ricky and Elvis were really good friends. One day Elvis challenged Ricky and his friends to a football game. Ricky shows up with his old high school buddies, and The King shows up with his Memphis Mafia. The Elvis team beat the crap out of them. Later, Ricky returns the favor and challenges Elvis to another game. The Memphis Mafia arrived first. Soon after, a bus pulls up to the field; The starting line up from the L.A. Rams pile off of the bus. Bad day for Elvis and his boys!

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Idiots: Why Do They Exsist?

I believe the answer to ny question is simply, “to piss me off!” I was sitting in my front yard drinking beer with my little dog, Bill Willy. The dog loves to run the fence line and bark at everything that moves. He’s about 10 inches tall and weighs in at 11 pounds. This particular night, a young man is walking by, and Bill Willy is doing what he does best, and the idiot says, “Shut the fuck up.” Nice going dude. So I tell Bill Willy to “get-em”, and the dude replies to me the same eloquent phrase. Not smart. Beer in hand a spring out of my chair with some very strong language. Dude goes into to monkey fight mode….throwing hands in the air saying “come on cracker”. Really? So I say no problem, just quit backing up. Never seen somebody move so fast backwards in my life. Silly thing is, the further he got from me, the braver he became:) Then dude reaches into his saggy basketball shorts as if to grab a weapon. Idiot, it is easy to see there ain’t nothing but his hand, and small dreams in the pocket.

Why me? Why I am I an idiot magnet? Then it hits me; It takes folks like me to teach idiots like this they need to think about their actions before they act. I am sure this dude was scared all the way to chocolate chonies land. He is probably glad I was not the type that would shoot him…..but I am the type that would have roughed him up a bit. Something more idiots are in dire need of these days.

The Legend Of Shelby The Swamp Man

This is a great guy and an awesome show!

Makin’ A Stink About Tink

My cat Tink is a bit miffed about the pups getting all the pub. So as I promised him, here is his picture.

My boy Tink

My boy Tink

Giving Tula Some Air Time

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As many of you know, I love dogs. I have often spoken of Bill Willy and B.W.; the two that cost me a fortune and lived on a death-bed for a week or two. But their runt sister, Tula, is healthy as a horse, though as small as a mouse compared to the two boys. And her she is, hanging with me drinking beer and soaking up the country classic tunes.

Thank A Moron

I usually read the labels and instructions from the products I purchase. I notice that most of them, no matter how simple or basic they are, have labels warning people not to do certain things with them. Here are a few I find funny:

Plastic wrap/packaging big enough to wrap your head in: “Warning, placing head in packaging may cause serious injury or death.”

Freshness pack in any pill bottle: “Do not eat. Can cause serious injury.”

Electric hair clippers (I just bought one) “Do not operate in the shower or bath tub. Serious injury or death may result.”

Razor blades. “Warning, sharp.” REALLY?

I know there are a million more examples because there are millions of morons running loose in our streets. Feel freee to add to this list for dumbasses!

Never Enough 80’s

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