Nostalgia

"Mile upon mile, got no direction...we're all playing the same game....we're all just looking for redemption...just to pray to say the name..."

So, Pat Green is doing a live acoustic set at Gruene Hall on Thursday, February 14th to a sold out crowd...for $20 a ticket. I almost wish I didn't know.

The Firehouse Saloon, Gruene Hall, The Road Goes On Forever And The Party Never Ends, float trips down the Guadalupe, The Rib Hut, Great American Land & Cattle Company, Lake Conroe, Shiner Bock and tacos somewhere near Shiner, Schlitterbahn, the art district & stockyards in downtown Ft Worth, the Aquarium restaurant, Kemah, the Galleria, happy hour, Las Manitas, Star Canyon Winery, Fredericksburg, How Y'all Doin'?, 6th Street, Party on the Plaza, Robert Earl King, David Allen Coe, Jerry Jeff Walker (and every other country music star with three names), the riverwalk, Austin City Limits, The Pershing Inn, The Gristmill, Gasoline Alley, Billy Bob's, barbecue, Kerrville, Ardevinos Desert Crossing....to say that we're nostalgic is an understatement right now.

We've been in deep, snow that is, for several weeks straight. We're smack-dab in the middle of a record year for snowfall in the Salt Lake Cache Valley. Thanksgiving was the last time we saw our bushes - they've been hibernating somewhere under a pile of waist-high snow since the end of November.

Today, I threw on my iPod to bang out a couple of spreadsheets, and it amazed me that I could be engrossed in Excel and a song would bring out a memory, and maybe a tear. I am my father's daughter. Pat Green still makes me think of kayaking down the Guadalupe with Malori when she was at Southwest TX State. Joni Mitchell still makes me think of mom.

Gruene Hall is calling our name.