Monthly Archives: March 2017
No Blog Tonight . . .
Trying to be sure I have everything ready for tomorrow’s seminar.
Oil Field Gate Guarding for Fun? and Profit
Wednesday, March 22nd
11:30a – 12:30p
Old Pueblo Rm. 4
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Better As The Eagles . . .
Oil Field Gate Guarding for Fun? and Profit
Wednesday, March 22nd
11:30a – 12:30p
Old Pueblo Rm. 4
Mark your schedule for our seminar
Jan and I headed over to the Escapade about 11:30 so I could take a look at a computer problem that Charles Yust was having, and Jan could catch with some more of our old friends.
Then later I talked with a vendor, pricing new window awnings for our coach. I quickly came to the conclusion that I can do them myself much cheaper. In fact for $70 I can order new fabric on line and ready to install, while if I have them do it using exactly the same fabric, it would be $170. And that’s with ‘free’ installation.
I was happy to see my Amazon orders showed up this afternoon, with one of them being a new latch for our rig’s screen door. The old one died a few weeks ago when the small flange that retains the spring broke off and let the spring go flying off, releasing the latch handle.
It took me a while to locate a new one, and that was by accident when I was looking for something else. Which seems to happen a lot.
So it was quick work to remove the 4 screws, put the new latch in place, and screw it down.
Done. Now just waiting for the next thing to break.
About 6:15 Jan and I headed back over to the Fairgrounds for the 7pm Door Prize Announcements, and then the evening’s entertainment, Woodie and the Longboards.
Woodie, et al., are both a Beach Boys, AND an Eagles tribute band. But Jan and I both agreed that they made better Eagles than Beach Boys.
First off, they were all excellent musicians, especially the lead guitar. Great licks and riffs. And strangely enough, they all harmonized as the Beach Boys pretty well. But only one of the band members actually sounded like one of the Beach Boys on his own.
And oddly enough, his name was Grant Wilson. Maybe a grandson? And with his slightly shaggy blonde hair, he even looked the most like a Beach Boy
But their second set as the Eagles is where they really came into their own. And the lead guitar really got to show off his talent, since the Eagles were much more into heavy duty guitar in their music than the Beach Boys.
And this time the vocals were much closer to the Eagle’ sound, dead on in some cases. My test is to close my eyes and just listen, and my ears will tell me who I’m hearing.
Between the two sets, they went about an hour and 45 minutes.
In fact, Jan and I both agreed that this was the best ‘non-star’ show we’ve seen at ANY rally. I say ‘non-star’ to differentiate between tonight’s group and the likes of Bob Newhart and Tanya Tucker, who we’ve seen at other rallies.
All in all, a really great show.
Thought for the Day:
“It was the first time I was ever in love, and I learned a lot. Before that I’d never even thought about killing myself.” ― Steven Wright
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