Hanging Out At The Cemetery
What fun it would be to do a photo shoot at a cemetery.
Especially for Halloween! My brother Jerry was the
photographer for this big adventure. We got some cool
photos with tomb stones and trees, etc. We had spent hours
there in our stage clothes getting photos taken . It was getting
too dark so it was time to go (we had a gig at the falcon that
eve). We get to the gate and they had locked it for the night.
Oh great........locked in the cemetery, now what kind of irony
is that? Well at least we were dressed for it LOL. The story
does not end here tho. My brother Jerry decided he was
going to climb the gate and get to a phone to call someone to
get us out. Yea he got up the gate and to the other side, but
ah oh...his coat got caught on one of the spikes at the top of
the gate and yes ladies and gentlemen he was dangling there
by the back of his coat like a rag doll on that 8 ft fence trying
to unzip his coat to get loose. Poor Jerry - neither of us could
help him cause we were laughing so hard. He could not get
loose cause the coat was too tight from dangling. His arms
and legs were loose, but he was snagged by that coat and
the more he struggled the harder we laughed. I believe he
screamed a few words too. He's still dangling to this day!
LOL......kidding. Somehow he managed to get down, we got
out and got to the show on time.
The moral of this story?? No it's not the fact that you should
be out of a cemetery before dusk, or how about if you hang
out in a cemetery, you just may really hang? naaaa it's this......
Always unzip your coat when jumping a fence with spikes!
What fun it would be to do a photo shoot at a cemetery.
Especially for Halloween! My brother Jerry was the
photographer for this big adventure. We got some cool
photos with tomb stones and trees, etc. We had spent hours
there in our stage clothes getting photos taken . It was getting
too dark so it was time to go (we had a gig at the falcon that
eve). We get to the gate and they had locked it for the night.
Oh great........locked in the cemetery, now what kind of irony
is that? Well at least we were dressed for it LOL. The story
does not end here tho. My brother Jerry decided he was
going to climb the gate and get to a phone to call someone to
get us out. Yea he got up the gate and to the other side, but
ah oh...his coat got caught on one of the spikes at the top of
the gate and yes ladies and gentlemen he was dangling there
by the back of his coat like a rag doll on that 8 ft fence trying
to unzip his coat to get loose. Poor Jerry - neither of us could
help him cause we were laughing so hard. He could not get
loose cause the coat was too tight from dangling. His arms
and legs were loose, but he was snagged by that coat and
the more he struggled the harder we laughed. I believe he
screamed a few words too. He's still dangling to this day!
LOL......kidding. Somehow he managed to get down, we got
out and got to the show on time.
The moral of this story?? No it's not the fact that you should
be out of a cemetery before dusk, or how about if you hang
out in a cemetery, you just may really hang? naaaa it's this......
Always unzip your coat when jumping a fence with spikes!
PRICELESS FETCHING
This one is about Rick Craig.......
Somewhere in time around 1986 Rick had asked me to drive him to the
music store in Dearborn MI so he could pick up some guitar strings. On
the way there I noticed that I had forgotten my cigarettes (it's a good
thing Rick smoked......well at least I thought that at that moment).
Naturally I asked him if he had an extra one. Rick opened up the pack of
smokes, looked at me with that grin he always has and said
"Nope....only 20 in this pack" and put it back in his pocket. OK, so Rick is
a smart ass.
We get to a red light and I looked over and noticed he had his legs
crossed and there dangling on his foot was an "untied" tennis
shoe....................hmmmmmmmmmmm it's payback time! I snatched his
shoe, threw it out the window. Rick had a look on his face I will never
forget. At that moment he literally jumped out of the car hopping on one
foot with the intention to retrieve his shoe.
Well you know when the light is red is has to turn green, so I did what I
was taught to do when you learn how to drive...stepped on the gas and
took off, leaving Rick and his shoe in road. It was pretty satisfying looking
in my rear view mirror to see him standing there, shoe in hand and
laughing cause he knew he was HAD. Of course I wasn't going to leave
him there so I went around the block. There was Rick sitting on the curb
with shoe in hand laughing in tears.
Pack of cigarettes - $.75
Smart ass comment - $99.99
Men's tennis shoes - $15
Leaving your smart ass friend on
the side of the road with one shoe on...
$ priceless!!!!!!
This one is about Rick Craig.......
Somewhere in time around 1986 Rick had asked me to drive him to the
music store in Dearborn MI so he could pick up some guitar strings. On
the way there I noticed that I had forgotten my cigarettes (it's a good
thing Rick smoked......well at least I thought that at that moment).
Naturally I asked him if he had an extra one. Rick opened up the pack of
smokes, looked at me with that grin he always has and said
"Nope....only 20 in this pack" and put it back in his pocket. OK, so Rick is
a smart ass.
We get to a red light and I looked over and noticed he had his legs
crossed and there dangling on his foot was an "untied" tennis
shoe....................hmmmmmmmmmmm it's payback time! I snatched his
shoe, threw it out the window. Rick had a look on his face I will never
forget. At that moment he literally jumped out of the car hopping on one
foot with the intention to retrieve his shoe.
Well you know when the light is red is has to turn green, so I did what I
was taught to do when you learn how to drive...stepped on the gas and
took off, leaving Rick and his shoe in road. It was pretty satisfying looking
in my rear view mirror to see him standing there, shoe in hand and
laughing cause he knew he was HAD. Of course I wasn't going to leave
him there so I went around the block. There was Rick sitting on the curb
with shoe in hand laughing in tears.
Pack of cigarettes - $.75
Smart ass comment - $99.99
Men's tennis shoes - $15
Leaving your smart ass friend on
the side of the road with one shoe on...
$ priceless!!!!!!
KNOCK KNOCK
Brian and I shared a room at a hotel after a gig .
You know...one of those hotels
with no hallways just outside access? Brian had
just gotten out of the shower
and had a towel on. (I know, your thinking .......ah
oh)
Brian had looked out the window and noticed that
the room next to us got a
paper and he was like "oh man....we didn't get
one!" So........... I dared him to
take the towel off and go outside to get the paper.
He said "ok...I don't care"
and with no hesitation, he dropped the towel,
opened the door and went
out.(and you all thought I was a bit twisted
hehehehe).
OK.....it was just waaaaaaaayyyyyyy too tempting
for someone like me not to
react to this brave attempt to prove a point so I
closed the door and locked it.
(oops)
There is a soft knock at the door and a voice that
sounded like Brian's says "
Ok, that was funny.....now let me in.
Me-----------> "no"
The knock got harder and the voice that sounded
like Brian's got louder and
angrier.
Then he vowed to kick my ass when he got back
in. OK................so now I
REALLY don't want to let him in. LOL
Apparently he was let back into the room
eventually.
Moral of this story is don't ever walk out of an open
door with your pants down
when George is around.
Brian and I shared a room at a hotel after a gig .
You know...one of those hotels
with no hallways just outside access? Brian had
just gotten out of the shower
and had a towel on. (I know, your thinking .......ah
oh)
Brian had looked out the window and noticed that
the room next to us got a
paper and he was like "oh man....we didn't get
one!" So........... I dared him to
take the towel off and go outside to get the paper.
He said "ok...I don't care"
and with no hesitation, he dropped the towel,
opened the door and went
out.(and you all thought I was a bit twisted
hehehehe).
OK.....it was just waaaaaaaayyyyyyy too tempting
for someone like me not to
react to this brave attempt to prove a point so I
closed the door and locked it.
(oops)
There is a soft knock at the door and a voice that
sounded like Brian's says "
Ok, that was funny.....now let me in.
Me-----------> "no"
The knock got harder and the voice that sounded
like Brian's got louder and
angrier.
Then he vowed to kick my ass when he got back
in. OK................so now I
REALLY don't want to let him in. LOL
Apparently he was let back into the room
eventually.
Moral of this story is don't ever walk out of an open
door with your pants down
when George is around.