Sunday, June 2, 2019
"Catch A Man On The Rise"
"Catch a Man On The Rise", by the Sir Douglas Quintet, from the album "1+1+1=4", 1968
Thursday, May 23, 2019
Joe South "Walk A Mile In My Shoes", from 1968's Don't It Make You Want To Go Home
You know, it's a shame we didn't appreciate Joe South more when we had him.
Wednesday, May 22, 2019
Wednesday, May 15, 2019
Sunday, May 12, 2019
To & From Oregon, The Search For What It's Worth: Sun, May 12
I'm just doing this to catch up. I got to my brother's place two weeks ago come Tuesday & left this past Monday. Overall, it was a pleasant visit, though my brother's tendency to wind himself up got me out the door. He's always a missed meal away from going full squirrel. He says it's either dealing with Momma, travel or, in this case, buying a new home, but last time I seen him when he wasn't ready to power New York City by nervous tension alone is when he got married. And I know it ain't his wife's fault, bless her soul, she does yeowoman's work there.
Of course, I did give them some cause for stress. One of my coughing fits turned nasty & I wound up passing out. My sister-in-law called the EMT's & since my blood pressure - I have hypertension, mind - was unsettling high, we went to the emergency room. Everything turned out fine. Best anyone can tell, my coughing - which has been an issue - just caused some nerve to close my esophagus & down I went, all exacerbated by exhaustion caused by the drive that was longer than I thought it'd be & lack of eating properly. By the time I hit the emergency room, I was clear headed & the pressure was back to my normal. Still, another spanner in the works. So far, though, no return of the problem & something heavy to deal with when I got home.
Anyhow. In Portland, I went to famous Powell's book store & bought physical books for the first time in more than five years. Portland's nice, sort of the platonic ideal of the "hipster/artsy" part of town made into a giant city. Corvallis is gorgeous, as is north California. Those giant trees defy description & give you a feeling of genuine awe. The waterfalls & rivers are beautiful. I spent an afternoon in Mendocino because of Doug Sahm & Tompall Glaser, & it charmed me into looking at rentals. Forget it, though. That town's too damn expensive for my blood.
I need to go to bed. Maybe later I'll write about the Winchester Mystery House, a ramble through San Francisco, a three-hour traffic jam through the suburbs, & spending Saturday night in Las Vegas watching movies. As for now, I'm heading to the Grand Canyon & then on to Albuquerque. Basically, I'm looking for a straight shot home. I'm tired. This trip is verging on no longer being fun & the sights no longer being worth it. I hate to skip Tombstone & San Antonio & seeing New Orleans again, but I just don't think I can do it. Maybe next time.
Of course, I did give them some cause for stress. One of my coughing fits turned nasty & I wound up passing out. My sister-in-law called the EMT's & since my blood pressure - I have hypertension, mind - was unsettling high, we went to the emergency room. Everything turned out fine. Best anyone can tell, my coughing - which has been an issue - just caused some nerve to close my esophagus & down I went, all exacerbated by exhaustion caused by the drive that was longer than I thought it'd be & lack of eating properly. By the time I hit the emergency room, I was clear headed & the pressure was back to my normal. Still, another spanner in the works. So far, though, no return of the problem & something heavy to deal with when I got home.
Anyhow. In Portland, I went to famous Powell's book store & bought physical books for the first time in more than five years. Portland's nice, sort of the platonic ideal of the "hipster/artsy" part of town made into a giant city. Corvallis is gorgeous, as is north California. Those giant trees defy description & give you a feeling of genuine awe. The waterfalls & rivers are beautiful. I spent an afternoon in Mendocino because of Doug Sahm & Tompall Glaser, & it charmed me into looking at rentals. Forget it, though. That town's too damn expensive for my blood.
I need to go to bed. Maybe later I'll write about the Winchester Mystery House, a ramble through San Francisco, a three-hour traffic jam through the suburbs, & spending Saturday night in Las Vegas watching movies. As for now, I'm heading to the Grand Canyon & then on to Albuquerque. Basically, I'm looking for a straight shot home. I'm tired. This trip is verging on no longer being fun & the sights no longer being worth it. I hate to skip Tombstone & San Antonio & seeing New Orleans again, but I just don't think I can do it. Maybe next time.
Friday, May 3, 2019
To & From Oregon, Searching For What It's Worth: Thurs. May 2
Oregon is really pretty. Like impressively pretty in a way most states try but never come quite close to. It looks almost effortless, so you know it's got to cost serious money.
I've been at my brothers place a full 36-ish hours & starting to feel human again. That trip is rough, boy. I didn't keep solid records but I did over 2,300 miles in a little over five days.
I meant to write more, especially concerning my trip to Powell's in Portland, but I would up spending the evening watching "The Sopranos" & eating pizza with the fam.
Maybe tomorrow. It really is very pleasant here.
I've been at my brothers place a full 36-ish hours & starting to feel human again. That trip is rough, boy. I didn't keep solid records but I did over 2,300 miles in a little over five days.
I meant to write more, especially concerning my trip to Powell's in Portland, but I would up spending the evening watching "The Sopranos" & eating pizza with the fam.
Maybe tomorrow. It really is very pleasant here.
Tuesday, April 30, 2019
To & From Oregon, Searching for What It's Worth: Mon. April 30
If I die in Oregon, at least I will die free. That's not that serious a stroke, I'm just having a good time. So, Oregon's as good as anywhere.
Truth be told, this is the least enjoyable leg of the trip. North Central Utah & Southwest Idaho are pretty places full of lovely human beings full of very warm karma, I'm sure, but it is boring to look at. Maybe it's just me. Maybe everything's a bit of a come-down after going through Vail/Aspen.
Nothing much to speak on. Like I said, this particular bit of the trip, like the bit between Tulsa & Dodge City, was something of a tedious slog. Too much already seen it. Or maybe I'm just tired for being on the road five days out of six. When I was a boy I wanted to be a trucker, still do at certain points. By the time I was of age it was obvious to all that I should not be allowed to become a trucker, even if all the rest are dead. Regardless, I have a greater appreciation for Dave Dudley, put it that way.
Ah, well. Enough gloom & grouch. I am tired. I have been driving a lot. I really need to get into better shape. It's pretty late. Most importantly, I am very stoned. Good for you, Colorado & Oregon. Tonight we lay our head down in Baker City, OR, a lovely little town that's a shade sharper than some of the thing I think eastern Oregon probably is. Good for 'em, anyway.
Truth be told, this is the least enjoyable leg of the trip. North Central Utah & Southwest Idaho are pretty places full of lovely human beings full of very warm karma, I'm sure, but it is boring to look at. Maybe it's just me. Maybe everything's a bit of a come-down after going through Vail/Aspen.
Nothing much to speak on. Like I said, this particular bit of the trip, like the bit between Tulsa & Dodge City, was something of a tedious slog. Too much already seen it. Or maybe I'm just tired for being on the road five days out of six. When I was a boy I wanted to be a trucker, still do at certain points. By the time I was of age it was obvious to all that I should not be allowed to become a trucker, even if all the rest are dead. Regardless, I have a greater appreciation for Dave Dudley, put it that way.
Ah, well. Enough gloom & grouch. I am tired. I have been driving a lot. I really need to get into better shape. It's pretty late. Most importantly, I am very stoned. Good for you, Colorado & Oregon. Tonight we lay our head down in Baker City, OR, a lovely little town that's a shade sharper than some of the thing I think eastern Oregon probably is. Good for 'em, anyway.
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