And Then Me and Paul...
Courtesy of Sue Rosoff
Me and Wally
Me and Wally McRae after the Hang-n-Rattle show on Friday night, courtesy of Sue Rosoff. I admit it: I was sassin’ him.
Go Check Out the Wild Women
Sue took this photo of my Deep West Video buddy Susan Church at the Wild Women Artists Show at Duncan LittleCreek Gallery (next to Capriolas) on Thursday night. Susan does inspiring metal work—the kind that makes me want to take up welding.
A Delightful Surprise
I’m not sure how I allowed this to happen, but until last night, I had never seen Dave Stamey perform. What a great show he put on! Just a guy standing on stage with a guitar singing—and completely mesmerizing. (Again, this video isn’t from last night’s performance. It’s just something I found on YouTube.)
Where the Women Wave, Too
The time zone change plus a hectic schedule has thrown all my sleep rhythms out of whack. Yesterday, I woke up at 4:30 in the morning despite 18 hours of travel the day before. And then this morning, practically the same thing happened even though I went to bed just a few hours earlier. AND there wasn’t any coffee to fuel my move to a new motel. It was in this haggard state that I nearly ran over Rodney Nelson as I stomped toward my pickup, luggage in tow, and muttering cuss words under my breath the whole way. “Well!” he said as he stepped out of his room all cheerful and happy about the new day, “I don’t believe I’ve met you yet! Where are you from and what do you do?” I immediately felt foolish and hoped he hadn’t noticed my foul demeanor or the scowl that I’m pretty sure was on my face. I told him about the movie, and he had all sorts of opinions about waving, including this gem: “You know you’re headin’ west when the women start waving to you, too.” And then all of the sudden, I was a happy girl again. The end.
Geno Delafose Doc from Dutch TV

