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Topic: I Went To The Dallas Show Last Week |
DroopyPawn
From:
Fox, OK, USA
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Posted 7 Mar 2004 8:38 pm |
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Someone tell me how dumb this was....
I took off work last Thursday and Friday to go to the Dallas show. I wanted to get there early to sit in on Jeff Newman's seminar from 1:00 to 5:00 on Thursday.
Imagine my surprise when I got there, started looking for the Carter booth and a few other booths, and found no pedal steels and no pedal steel players.
Of course I quickly figured out that I had gone on the wrong week. I never even looked at the dates. I had been planning on going to the show in the first week of March for about 6 months. It never came to mind that the show would be THIS week.
Even worse... I used the map on the flyer that Newman sent to me. On the front cover in big black and white letters.... March 11, 12, 13 and 14. How did I miss that? Guess I was so excited to be going (and to be getting away from teaching for a couple of days.)
But it worked out ok. I took the rest of the day off, watched a few airplanes fly over the hotel - SIDEWAYS because of the crosswinds. I could barely open my car door the wind was blowing so hard.
And on the way home, I stopped at a Chrysler dealer to see what kind of deal they would give me on my van - traded it for a new one. Don't tell my wife - she doesn't know yet. She's in the hospital for a couple more weeks.
All is well though. I'll take off this week on Thursday and Friday again to go to the show. Then I'll go to see my wife on Sunday for a few hours. Then I'll have SPRING BREAK all next week. I'll go back to school for a few days and go get the Heifer.
Life will be good again - I hope.
See you all in Dallas THIS WEEK!
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HowardR
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N.Y.C.-Fire Island-Asheville
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Posted 7 Mar 2004 10:21 pm
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| Someone tell me how dumb this was.. |
Not as dumb as this: I once showed up to a Halloween party in costume....the night before it took place. Now that's not only dumb, but down right embarrasing.
But I live by the creed of the French Foreign Legion. "You can live down anything but death." |
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Reece Anderson
From:
Keller Texas USA, R.I.P.
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Posted 8 Mar 2004 4:17 am
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Gary....This should make you feel better. I showed up for a Hawaiian job dressed with white pants, white shoes, flowered shirt, and lay around my neck at the Dallas Convention Center on a blustry winter day in January at 7:00 am. (you can imagine what time I had to get up)
I pulled my equipment for what seemed like a mile searching for the room we were to play. When I finally got there, it was an empty room, so again I walked and pulled my equipment until I found a public phone.
I called my booking agent and woke him up. Until that time I would not have thought it possible to awaken someone and for them to immediately start laughing....I was exactly one month early.
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Allen Peterson
From:
Katy, Texas
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Posted 8 Mar 2004 4:54 am
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| Our drummer thought the gig was on Saturday night instead it was really on Friday night. When he didn't show up, we started without him thinking he would soon come along. He didn't. Finally this lady from the crowd offered to stand where the drummer normally sits and bang out the beat with a tamborine. We took her up on her offer. She actually did a pretty good job. The drummer showed up two hours late and then we had to make a choice: keep the lady or use the drummer. It was tempting to keep the lady, but we didn't. |
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Bill Ferguson
From:
Milton, FL USA
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Posted 8 Mar 2004 5:16 am
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I drove to Carrolton, GA one night. My first time there, so I was following someones directions to the club.
When I got there the band was already set up & the club manager told me they had all gone to eat supper, so just go ahead and set up.
When the band came back 5 minutes before the gig was to start, I did not recognize anyone.
Moral of the story. There were 2 clubs about 100 yards apart and I was at the wrong one. No one told me about the 2 clubs.
So I tore down and moved down the street and was picking by 9:30.
Fool I was.
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Lawrence Lupkin
From:
Brooklyn, New York, USA
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Posted 8 Mar 2004 5:30 am
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| I think Howard just likes wearing costumes. |
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Jason Stillwell
From:
Caddo, OK, USA
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Posted 8 Mar 2004 6:52 am
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Gary—
Not bad for a banjer picker from McCurtain County! To be a week ahead when back home they're just now starting to get Hee Haw.  See you next week. |
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Fred Justice
From:
Mesa, Arizona
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Posted 8 Mar 2004 6:56 am
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Many years ago i drove 85 miles in the snow
and ice to fill in for a friend,it was more
like an audition,i was filling in but he was giving up the job.So i got there and they
went to the car to help me carry it in,
raised the trunk and no steel guitar,just amp
and pack seat.Seems i wanted to impress these
guys and had been picking at home and in all
the excitment,i forgot to tear it down and load it.Well,i did get the job and had a nice
night listening to them.Now i felt dumb!!!!
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Fred Justice
Events Dir.
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C Dixon
From:
Duluth, GA USA
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Posted 8 Mar 2004 7:43 am
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I once was teaching some Bellsouth technicians in Atlanta. About an hour after the morning break, the telephone in the classroom rang. This was very rare, and I thought "this is odd".
I answered it and my wife was laughing and said, "honey, look down". I said, "why should I look down?"
Whereupon the entire class broke into spontaneous laughter. Can you imagine my looking down and saw I had a brown shoe on my left foot and a black shoe on my right foot.
I said, "oh my gosh". Then the class went berserk. I wanted to die! Later one of the techs told me they had decided at break to keep it to themselves for fear of embarassing me, but when my wife called and blew it wide open, they came unglued. He said before that he was about to 'bust a gut' tryin to hold it in.
Even after lunch, several times one of the students would start laughing and then the whole class would break out all over again. One lady in the class said, "carl, I am soooo sorry but this is funny".
I said, "yeah right  "
I still had lunch to do in a huge cafeteria for the myriad of students in that building, where I always ate with my boss and fellow instructors, plus that long walk back to my car at the end of the day. Oh man, I wanted to dig a hole and pull the ground over me.
My wife still laughs everytime she thinks about it.
As Jerry Byrd would say. "ahh shuddup!!"
carl |
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Ray Minich
From:
Bradford, Pa. Frozen Tundra
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Posted 8 Mar 2004 9:43 am
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| It's even worse when the socks don't match either. Dressing in the dark can be a killer act. |
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Gene Jones
From:
Oklahoma City, OK USA, (deceased)
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Posted 8 Mar 2004 10:04 am
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Year before last I was booked for an "out of town" New Years eve job, and early that day came one of our unusually bad snow storms. The person who hired me, called about mid-afternoon to tell me that the job would go on as planned...so I told him I would be there.
I loaded my equipment, and carefully drove the interstate to the appropriate city, and pulled in with drifts of snow almost obscuring the parking lot. I went in to announce that I was there, and the club manager said they had cancelled and the band wouldn't be there.
I then returned home, slightly p.o.ed that I didn't get the courtesy of a telephone call to tell me of the cancellation. Actually, I was glad to spend a NYE at home so I settled into my recliner in front of the fireplace.
About 9:30 my telephone rang and it was the person who hired me wanting to know where I was...that they were ready to start playing. Indignant, I informed him that I was at the VFW and ready to work, but was told that the job was cancelled. He then informed me that the job was not at the VFW but, was at the American Legion, on the other side of town.
Realizing that I had written down the wrong club, and that it was too late to drive back through ice and snow, I gave my apology and returned to my recliner.
They didn't call me to work last NYE....I wonder why?
www.genejones.com
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Allen Peterson
From:
Katy, Texas
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Posted 8 Mar 2004 11:35 am
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| Carl, Don't feel too bad. About twenty years ago when I first came to Houston, I was riding to work in a van pool. They picked us up early in the morning before the sun came up. One morning this engineer gets in the van and after eating his microwave twinky, he fell asleep. When the sun came up we were just about to the office and I noticed that he had on one loafer and one wingtip. I said, "I bet you have a pair just like that at home" as I pointed to his feet. The guy went nuts and wanted the driver to turn around, but we were just about there and he wasn't going to fight Houston traffic so this guy could change his shoes. So, I suggested that he take the loafer off and put it in his briefcase and limp all day long like he had a sore foot. And that is what he did. |
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Louie Hallford
From:
denison tx
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Posted 16 Mar 2004 8:50 pm
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About five years ago the company I worked(From Alexandria LA) for brought several management people to Laredo Texas for a businees meeting and cook-out with several of our clients managers.About 40 -50 people total.
While all the wheels went to play golf,my buddy and I were told to go down a certain highway,cross under a transmission line and turn into a ranch gate. We found the ranch house we thought we were looking for complete with the pond in the back and a camouflaged four wheel deer hunting jeep as described.
Our job was to boil about 400,yes 400 pounds of crayfish, potatoes and corn for our guest.(You Cajuns know what I'm talking about.)We set up cookers but the only water we could find was inside the house in five gallon commercial water bottles. There was a hispanic gentelman who could not speak English. He did seem to know anything about us or a party the best we could tell.WE finally talked him into letting us have the water as we were supposed to have dinner at 4:00. We had water boiling and already had the first batch of 5 or 6 pots cooking.
Already now after 4:00, we began to wonder where everyone was, when our mobile phone
rang and our company big shot was wanting to know where we were.
Seems we turned in one driveway to soon and since many ranches have duplicate locks for oil field service workers our key worked and there was a pond and jeep as described,it never crossed our mind that we were at the wrong ranch. Well about an hour late we had water boiling again. I doubt if any of the big shots knew they were eating warmed over crayfish as we mixed the stale ones in with the fresh ones the best we could.
I am still wondering what the caretaker at the first ranch told his boss about that 10 bottles of comercial water that was missing from his kitchen.
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