Sunday Night Shout

I finally got to out to the Station Inn to see Mike Farris last week. The show was fantastic, while on occasion the music was repetitive for me, the whole band was amazing. The music was toe tapping, knee slapping, inspirational and all together made me smile and want to sing along. I was so glad I went, it's always tough for me to get out of the house on a cold, rainy night. Especially on a Sunday. I took this grainy, lame picture. There was lots of affirmatives and raising of hands to the air.

Fun at the Ryman and on Broadway

Some former colleagues of mine were in town for a conference. We had fun at the Ryman. Getting to explore the place, stand on the stage and wander through the dressing rooms was certainly cool. It really does feel like a church. It's quite a gem though the staff promptly threw us all out at 9:15! Then we ordered the Recession Special at Robert's on Broadway. I can't wait for Jeff (aka Bunky Spunks) to get down here to try out the Recession Special. He will love the PBR, fried baloney sandwich and a moonpie! Photos are taken by me not of me . . . .

Around town

Hmm . . . hmm . . . where can I get some whiskey?

I love this guy with the accordion. I need to take lessons . . . I would love to play.

this is what heaven must be like

This is what my Dad said while we were wandering through the gaudy, lovely Opryland Hotel. Sarcasm of course. But I have always liked things which were fake. Las Vegas, model trains, Rawhide in Arizona, main street at Disney Land and now the Opryland Hotel! I like the fake New Orleans street, the imitation spanish moss in the trees. It's cool though, all the twinkling lights. I will probably never go there again!

A little Halloween

Here are some costumes from Halloween East Nashville style . . . . I forgot to get a photo of myself!

and then Chata gets fleas . . . .

Well I don't know if the fleas were at the house when we moved in or if that one glorious day in the grass gave her the fleas.  The fleas have yet to bother me.  Anyway I got medicine for her and the vet said that the fleas will leave her and likely find a new host . . . . Me!  Well who knows, I'm not scratchy yet and I never get bit by mosquitoes.  We'll see.  I had a friend in town last week.  We went to a show, Robert Pollard Boston Spaceship.  It was great, more than I expected.  It was like a 70's Brit rock show.  There weren't any tall drinks but there were several dozen tall drunks.  Cookie needs her glasses to read a menu but somehow she spotted a $20 on the floor at the show in the middle of the show!  So it was nice to have someone in town and plans.  I miss my friends, miss having people to hang out with effortlessly.  I live for the weekends. I'm experimenting with new hairdos.  Mostly I am offended by own meaninglessness.  

Some photos here: the $20, my friend Cookie, Chata tries to find the sun and Germantown Fest.

Chata goes outside

Chata finally went outside and stayed out for awhile!  It was a beautiful fall day.  Sunny and nice.  One of the last warm days I am guessing.  Which is ok, I have never liked hot.  I prefer colder weather.  I wish I didn't have to go to work tomorrow or ever for that matter.  I forgot to buy my lottery ticket, even though people keep reminding me I should be buying them left and right since I am close to the states where people actually win.  No one ever wins the lottery in Arizona.