Stevie Ray Vaughan - Voodoo Chile (Slight Return)

This is from the video that Randy and I enjoyed last weekend.  Thought you might enjoy it.  I can't think of anyone else who played Hendrix so well.

Well, I woke up this morning in Sanctuary... home for good.  Very cool beans.  My arrival was fairly anti-climatic.  

My boss surprized me with letting me go yesterday mid-day.  I ran home, and took Max to the market to be sure he had what he need for the weekend. Then he tore down my computer and loaded it the car, gave me good-bye hugs and I was on the road.

 The plan was to surprize Randy.  So I wanted to arrive before he got off of work.  I eventually saw that I wasn't going to make it... unless he went to the store before going home.  Oh well.  But then he wasn't home.  So I hurried in and freshened up.  I sat down to anxiously await his arrival.

As it turned out, he worked an hour and a half overtime and then went to the store. It was still a nice surprize.

We did not do much.  He made frito pie for diner.  Up in Dumb Potter's Hell,  we called them frito boats.
Taste good either way.  Then we watched the Christopher Lambert version of Beowulf.  I was tired from the week's over excitement and the drive and he was beat and had to get up and got to work, so we crashed hard.

I can't recall when I have slept so soundly.  I did not even wake up when the alarm went off... and Randy is a habitual snooze button hitter.  I missed him in the bathroom getting ready.  The bathroom is only a few feet from my pillow.  I did not wake up until I heard his pants zip.  Yep, I slept through my favorite moring reverse strip show... but not the good-bye kiss.

Once he was gone... and I was sure the house was secure, I began to look around and see what needed to be done today.  Yikes!  Where to start?  The weeds have mustered for another serious assault, the bamboo that I carefully trimmed into a cute ball grew seven giant spikes out of it...making it look like Randy had gotten pissed and stabbed the heck out of it, laundry because I brought most of what I had dirty and something terrible happened to crumple and break loose the sheets while we slept last night, so I may as well wash them too.  There were blogs to read, comments to make and that set me to wondering...

Okay, its more than fair to say that I obsess on things.  My most recent obsession has been to get home to Sanctuary and now here I am.  Most of my blogs deal with whatever obsession I have at that time.  What do I blog about now that I have ended that obsession? I am not sure where Funch will go now.  But now that I am home, I can get back to more regular posts.  

Its nice, you know... before it was rush down to see Randy, then rush back to work and always jealous of my seconds ticking away when I was here. Now no more rushing.  The Aspire said it was darned tired this morning when I drove it to the market and it kept dying when I would slow down.  I think I made it here in the nick of time on that front.

But number one on our list of things to do is get me a new car. I've been looking at convertable Mustangs... but (haning head in shame) they are not fuel or ecologically inclined.  So I don't know.  Guess I'll have to obsess on it awhile.  Big grins everyone!

So what's up for your weekend?

YOU CAN HAVE MY HUSBAND

I had to use this one! Gave me a great giggle under my particular circumstance with the frog pond and new divorce.

"WELL, MY MAN HE'S LITTLE
AND HE LOOKS LIKE A FROG
BUT WHEN HE STARTS TO LOVE ME
I HOLLER, OOH, HOT DOG"

New Years Eve was fun. Mostly spent watching other football games and getting revved up for the Rose Bowl. Good company and happy spirits. I may have tipped my elbow a bit too much... but hey, it comes once a year. I was not alone and no one drove anywhere. It was a hoot.

Well... the Ducks lost to the Buckeyes... congratulations Buckeyes! It was a good game. The Ducks played well enough to have earned those Rose Bowl rings... and are still #1 in the Pack Ten. I'm proud of them. I had a lot of fun watching all the Duck fans who made the trek in the stands. Mosuli and others will be there next year... there is always next year.

Saturday was actually the best day on my visit to DH's. I'm going to tell you about that over the course of three posts. Yeah... 3 posts worth of information and photos. Imagine that! We managed to pack quite a bit into the waking hours of that day. Fun stuffs! DH has a wonderful Stevie Ray Vaughan collection. All the CDs and a bunch of DVD of performances. We spent a lot of time watching those. I've put another Stevie Ray Vaughan clip at the bottom for you. But that was our evening fun... I'll start telling you about our earlier in the day tomorrow.

For now, I am a bit exhausted. My car was not up to snuff... so I got a brain storm and took the bus. Cost about as much as gas one way for a car. Should have thought of that sooner! The trip down was a breeze! Less than two hours on the bus and only one stop inbetween. Zap... I was there!

Unfortunately the trip back was more of a fowl wind. Weird-os like me, as I have pointed out before... and sure enough, one found me. This old guy reeked like road kill. YIKES. And he spit when he talked... which was almost non-stop, though to be fair, he was just talking in general, not really to me. Babble babble. You can't have everything. Of course not stopping at every possible town between would have been nice. My return took over 4 hours.

I was never happier to see my oldest in my life. Save me! Take me home! He did. Tomorrow its back to the grind at work. But I return refreshed and happy. I had a lot of fun at the end of my vacation and thats the way it should be... weird-o aside.

How did your New Years go? Did you do anything special or fun?

Now for that other video I promised... Stevie Ray Vaughan and his big brother Jimmy Vaughan of the Fabulous Thunderbirds. Woot! Yes... they are both playing the same guitar at the same time. How fun is that? You might want to give it time to load first by pausing it until it finishes loading.

Stevie Ray Vaughan and Jimmie Vaughan - Pipeline