The Whistler's Dream

Everybody needs a dream...
Mine is to go to Oklahoma and play whistles for The Pioneer Woman. (Having been invited, not in a "creepy stalker" kind of way, for the record.) Heck, I'd play in a pup tent in the backyard for the joy of the cows and critters. What can I say? I'm a fan.
Everybody needs a dream...

Random Fluffy Foto!

Random Fluffy Foto!
Writing in bed, and Beka editing by ear. Really. The ear typed some letters. Really.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Tonight in Hudsonville CANCELED!

I HATE to cancel a show! It always leaves me uncertain - did I do the right thing? Should I have just pushed through the snow and went for it? Would anyone have showed up if I had made it through the snow? Is someone going to show up who didn't get the word that I canceled it? ARRRRGH!

Forecast: 2-4" today, 3-5" tonight. No break in there for anything to get cleaned up.

So, I pulled the plug. My wife will be a little frustrated - being the U.P. girl that she is, she'd say "this is NOTHING! What did you do that for?" But I went out in it, saw how things are, checked the forecast, and made the decision.

So, no show tonight. Sorry if you were planning on joining us - I'm a wimp. :-/

Thursday, December 11, 2008

The Christmas event of the year!!!

This is Jolly Jeremy...

And this is Cara(ling)...

Along with "The Governor"...

And some other guy...

And you're invited!

This weekend - Friday night in Holland
and Saturday night in Rockford.
Check the bar on the right for the details,
and come out to one of the most
fun Christmas shows of the season!

Friday, December 05, 2008

Hannah, what have you done?

Just typed one of those sentences that I never thought I'd ever type:

"Honey, we're out of soy milk."


And this is all Hannah's fault. Totally. Without question. She stayed at our house to care for Ezri. Fine - excellent. And much appreciated. She brought a few grocery items for her use while here. Cool. Great. She had to leave suddenly...

And left the soy milk behind.

(ominous chords play in background, forshadowing danger)

Vicki tried the soy milk.

(music intensifies, building toward huge crescendo...)

And liked it.

(massive chord from orchestra, communicating point of no return hopelessness)

So, there we are.

"Honey, we're out of soy milk."

Oi vey.