Happy Birthday Steve Goodman

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Steve Goodman

Happy Birthday - Steve Goodman

July 25th, 1948

September 20th, 1984

Love your music, especially Rainbow Road and Yellow Coat. 

Wildberry Tarts/Wild Dreams

The tarts I made for tonights' Bingo at our Community Hall. Wildberry Tarts - filling is a combination of raspberry, blueberry, and strawberry. I hope they sell out! The ladies appreciate what I do to make the baking look inviting; easy to sell. I love to do it; I enjoy to bake.

My dream of last night, holy smucksville. I was in Chicago - going to see a baseball game. Steve Goodman was going to sing and we had to have these special badges to get in. The badges, well, they were like a blue ribbon you would win at the fall fair. They were red, white, and blue - threaded, hand sewn. I remember, when I received mine, I could see the letters 'B' and 'A'. There was a harley, Tom Reynolds came and got his badge; music was playing. I can remember thinking there is so many people. Then, I awoke. I thought to myself - geez, I didn't get to see the first pitch - I did not hear the anthem...maybe I should go back to sleep and try to recall it. No, no, no, I have tarts to bake today!

The Family of Geese

At our creekside, every year come a family of geese. They must feel comfortable with us as this morning the entire family was upon the trail leading up to where Noisemaker and I reside.

Yes, geese do leave a mess behind - from their behinds. I can live with that. To see the lil babies and how the parents protected them was priceless.

We have families of eagles here. The adult geese spread their wings over the babies when the eagles fly by.

It was so peaceful, serene to watch. I quietly sang - ...mothers' with their babes asleep, rockin' to a gentle beat...Steve Goodman (City Of New Orleans).

It Is Round Up Time, Finally

Good Grief, when I woke up this morning there must have been 59 cows out back. They are moooooin', there are calves, mothers' that are not a sleep, babies that are not rockin' to a gentle beat.

It is round up time. The cows are going home via my roadway. I have chase so many today, I feel like I should be paid for rounding up them cows. My word, some of them are so big, it is a fright for me. I have tried to reason with these beasts, to no avail. While I am chasing them - with my five foot walking stick, I yell at them big time, you big (curse words and many of them) black heathen, your tail could kill me. One swipe I would be gone. Dead. Go, go, be on your way. What part of what I am saying do not you understand? You cows are dense, do you have a brain - get the hell out of here.

With all the commotion, my fine neighbor strolls on down. Yep, this is exactly what I need. I took one look at him and said, get the hell out of here, these cows I am dealing with are enough for me, waved my stick and said go. He left. I must have been quite the site with my stick in hand, raving hair, and a big voice hollering.

I have only 18 more days to go until I get off the mountain side to camp out with Charlene in some fine hotel in Vancouver. Fine Prine it is going to be. No cows.

Clay Eals ~ Steve Goodman - Facing the Music

Congratulations to Clay Eals on the second printing of his book titled - Steve Goodman - Facing the Music.

See more by visiting his website at: http://www.clayeals.com

and on this blog under Steve Goodman.

Steve Goodman

I am not getting a lot of work done today. Time had to be spent chasing cows and looking after the puppy, Bubba. Throughout the morning one song has been rolling in my head, a song by Steve Goodman - City Of New Orleans. Arlo Guthrie had a big hit with that song; several people released it - Johnny Cash, Sammi Smith.

One song I most enjoy of Steve Goodman's is Yellow Coat. I can just picture a smile from a window box when someone special walks into a room. Oh yes, that dancing song - Arthur Murray patterns, it'll come to me....Would You Like To Learn To Dance. Such a romantic song.

To Those Who Follow

Seems like much is brought to my attention today. This damn bug bite has near driven me over the side of the mountain, it is better today. After I slit the pocket of puke to relieve the pressure, it is much better. The Johnson and Johnson bandaids do not work for me, seems like I still have an allergy to the glue. I went on to my home remedy and it is working. A bit of cotton batten, some Polysporin, and a tensor wrap. I can actually move all my figures. I can do wood!

When I post a new post here - to the folks that follow - what happens? Do you get a big ding, ding, ding, like you have hit the jack pot in Las Vegas? teehee, maybe I should follow myself and then I would know.

*sings, a very nice song - Steve Goodman - Would You Like To Learn To Dance ......and all you have to do is follow*