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Thursday, March 10, 2011

Thursday Thinkin's

editors note: I got nothing. I am feeling a bit down. I am definitely feeling mortal, kids. Whenever I read this Post, I always feel better. and although you long term followers have prolly read this, more than once you newbies may have not.

Hope YOU all are well!

Here is prolly my favorite post ever!

Well, definitely top 5...

1.Adam Lambert (is a jackass)
2.Tony Danza (is not the boss of me!)
3.Chuck Norris (has a new series called Walker, Texas Ranger)
4.Kelly Preston (had a baby)
5.Cap’n Crunch (is filing a lawsuit)
6.Ashley Olsen (killed the triplet in the womb)
7.Great white shark (gets braces)
8.guess who (will not be named…sick of these two attentionwhores)
9.Gabrielle Giffords (still recovering!)
10.Stonehenge (knocked over by vandals)

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a collage of words and images that make you think and feel!

I have always been an applause junkie.

I have always had the travelin' bone. Even as a little kid running around the neighborhood sans diaper and turning on the neighbors hoses, I have craved attention. High maintenance has been a word to describe me. I have been mistaken for Richard Dreyfus. Not the old guy in his later years, but the guy that played Hooper in Jaws.

I am not sure it that is a good thing or a bad thing...

Actually, the young Dreyfus does look a little like me. “Hey aren’t you Richard Dreyfus?” “No, but he looks like me.”


I was that street musician that played in Saugatuck.

As many of you know, I used to be a street performer. That is not to say that I was a great street performer, I didn’t juggle or swallow fire. I did not do magic. It was not as daring as that. It was simply a venue to play my music; you know those simple folksy story songs. I did not do it for the money. Although the money was sometimes pretty good, I did it for the fame, the applause, the notoriety.

And, as I love to attest to, I was mildly famous.

It had its ups and downs like anything else. I choose to remember it as a great time. Not just to look at it thru the old rose coloreds, but because it mostly was. I had quit smoking dope, and saved up enough to hit the road in the converted Chevy van with my dog Busker. Life was good! I also had the SEAMONKEY my sailboat to live in…Yeah, it was the shit!!

I was Hey aren’t you???

I was THAT guy.

Nonetheless, I was a street performer. I played in any town I could find that would allow me to play from Saugatuck on down to Key West. Which, BTW, were few and far between, but then again, I did not look very hard.

It was more about being on the road than the destination. It was more about the music than the venue, but I even played on Mallory Square before they made it a bastardization of street performing with rules and auditions.

I played in Pennsylvania at some college campus. (Turned out it was Penn State, which has a beauty of a campus in Wilkes- Barre.) Don’t ask me how Pennsylvania could possibly be on the way to Key West from Saugatuck, but suffice it to say it was long before the invention of Sheila, the girl in my GPS. Even back then the shortest route was always the one I missed a few turns back.

I played in rest areas.
I played in St Augustine.
I played on the beach as well.
I played anywhere at anytime.

I played at the Toledo Zoo on Thanksgiving week end. Damn it was cold, but I made a few bucks and so it was alright. Somehow on this same trip, I also got kicked out of a head shop. Not that I was still smoking dope, or that there is anything wrong with dope...

I needed some papers to roll a cigarette.

They kicked me out for saying, "Hey man that is a sweet bong!!"

Apparently the term “bong” is not cool, or as they said, illegal...(as opposed to “water pipe” which is fine...just fine???) BTW...The LIONS even beat the vikes in a shootout that year on turkey day.

There was a great article written featuring the street music scene in Saugatuck, in the Kalamazoo Gazette. It included my picture and a few quotes. It was a nice little publicity thing. Once you become an applause junkie, it never stops.

You need the attention.

"Hey aren’t you that guy in the paper?" Holland’s little news paper also did a little blurb on me and the street scene as well. I was always getting peeged as hey aren't you.

“Hey, aren’t you that street musician in Saugatuck?”

Mostly, I played on Butler Street in Saugatuck, next to the Sand Bar, and On Duval Street in Key West, anywhere I could find a spot. Eventually, the Saugatuck gig became political and they moved us down to the gazebo, where it ceased being street performing and became a stage act. Some how the intimacy faded when I got on stage, it really lost the flavor of the street, even though we were only 50 to 100 feet from the street.

And don’t get me started on Mallory and all that, let alone House Boat Row.

And then I got remarried.

Hey aren’t you mildly famous is now a dad.

Scary, Huh kids?

Shortly after I re-married, Roxy, the kids and I were down in Key West. I ran into an old acquaintance, who asked me to sit in for a song or two. I, of course, said

"Hell yeah!"

As I was playing, the song Prisoner, someone walked by and said,

“Hey, Aren’t you that guy that plays on the street in Saugatuck?”

I smiled and said yeah.

Mildly famous.

Jus' sayin'....

Time passes.Again I took to the streets. I played in Rockford and again someone decided to write about me. “Hey aren’t you that mildly famous street music guy?” I guess being pegged as a street musician is better than being pegged in America’s Most Wanted, or in the Arrest News.

Mildly famous is not enough, but it was all I could do.

I figured really famous was a lot of work. Anytime your passion becomes work, it becomes a job and I really do not like the business side of music. Hey, I also love to fish, but I do not want to join the Bass Tourney circuit.

Like anything else, the street gig came to a close; it became a struggle to maintain the purity. I did some coffee houses and a couple gigs at One Trick Pony. I played at the singer song writer’s gig at Schuler’s Books and Music. Mildly famous. It is tough to be a “where are they now” street performer.

Time passes…

Hey aren’t you mildly famous is now a dad, a soccer coach, and the Regional Commissioner of the Cedar Springs AYSO. Hey aren’t you mildly famous became “Hey aren’t you that soccer guy?”, and a lot of other names I won’t mention to try to keep this blog close to PG. Yeah, being Hey aren’t you... backfired in that little trip down the parenthood path.

It was nearly as bad as being on America’s Most Wanted.

Time passes.

Years go by.

I have packed away all of “Hey aren’t you mildly famous” in a box in the basement. I have also packed on some pounds. Now I am “the Fatty”, Roxy’s (sometimes jackass) husband; Chris and Libby’s step-dad, Rich’s Friend that did this or that in stories for his ninth grade class, and a lot of other things; some that are nice...

and some not so nice.

Years roll on by.

I now look more like Dreyfus in Mr. Holland’s Opus than Hooper in Jaws. I have a new gig. I do the best I can. I am sometimes not very good at my new role, but oh well…I do try...

“Hey aren’t you mildly famous” is gone to live with Mr. Mo Jo Rison…

Recently, I was at the Kalamazoo Home Builders Show, doing the working gig I do now, selling and remodeling. I was standing in the booth.

A lady walks up to me and asks,

“Hey, aren’t you that guy that used to play on the street in Key West? You’re a little older,” she says, “and less hair, I mean no pony tail, but that was you, right?"

"I was doing an internship down there and saw you all the time”

I am kind of taken aback.

“Yep” I reply.

Mildly famous.

Just another day in paradise

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

tUckEr 2sDaY

editors note: the opinions expressed on this page are that of a puppy....
no representaions expressed or implied are legally binding...

i am a puppy....


i maded you worrieded again with my adultedness...
it is nearly summer
daddy says i have no concept of
we will go to the  beach!
i am wearing a
cuz it is cool.
capes are!
some people may call it a towel...
i call it a cape!
i am a puppy...

1.Palin parents (sleep with guns…too bad they didn’t use a condom)
2.Demi Lovato (getting fat = preggers?)
3.Muslim hearings (are getting heated)
4.China ambassador (falls asleep at meeting)
5.Gwyneth Paltrow (my latest stalker…)
6.Dragon Age II (sucks)
7.Facebook movies (are banned in most countries)
8.Brad Womack (loser)
9.Katy Perry (nice rack)
10.Day of gladness (seriously?)


this week the JADIP blog is sponsored by
a collage of words and images that make you think and feel

i am Tucker. i am a puppy. puppies are cool. daddy's friend Mynx-y has a kitty. her kitty posted a blog this weekend. kitties are cool, but they think they are better than puppies.  so do bunnies and squirrels. they are all just wishin' they were...

tru cool...or trey cool.

like me!

they are not!

i am a puppy.

puppies are the bestest!

now that daddy got a new 'puter, i have decided that puppiness is one

My site was nominated for Best Animal Blogger!

go vote for me and daddy now if you haver not alreadies doned this!~
daddy and i went all over the place this week but daddy is so lame that all of his pictures of me on ginormous snow mountains did not turn out at all! he said it is cuz i am so fast, cuz puppies are fast, and move like the wind. i do. i am a puppy.

i have lots of puppiness.

we did go many places and i made many more people my friends.! loves me!


saturday the snow was melting and it was raining, so the garage got floodeded. daddy made lots of frowning faces and said lots of cussing. i am begining to think daddy does not like ice. he said lots of cusses when the REDWINGS lost after being up 4-1 heading into the third...

they play hockey on ice, don't they?

i lickity lickity daddy and he laughed.

while daddy was preventing the house from flooding and  was not paying much attention, i got on the 'puter and played with the video stuff. 

i made a little movie for your enjoyment! 

see you next week when we discuss very importanter stuff about things...


got you again...
you thought mebbe i was growed up

Monday, March 7, 2011

mfft monday 3 07

1.Kenny Rogers (Gambles on a eight sequel…he will lose)

2.Vanessa Hudgens (preggers, broke up, fat, skinny, sick, drunk…I just don’t giva damn)
3.Miley Cyrus (kissed a girl and liked it, too…hey! I can respect that)
4.Jason Ritter (likes to twitter)
5.Skippy peanut butter ( I like Jif)
6.Charlie Sheen (is getting boring, where is Lindsey when you need her?)
8.12,000-year-old tools (are really f*ing old)
9.Alien fossils (are not of this earth)
10.Angry Birds (are not happy)

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I am sure that i have had bettter days, but i am sure i have had worse. i went to see my friend VoHo...he is a quad. if you have not heard his story...VoHo can you hear me. it is a long rambling post... 

a quick poem for you all...

tough stuff...

stuff is 
                                   just stuff...
what is tough?                        tough stuff.
is just what we sea'd. 
the sun. the water, the waves.
               stuff there. forever we would sit.
stuffed shirt.
no shirt!
              stuffed chair.
folding chair
                                     now                   wheeled.
loss of stuff.
no longer.
                stay. wait.

                                 2 we sea'd? sight.right?might.
                   study. learn.                          stop.                listen.
steady hands...

unable to move.
the mountain.

in my way.
in our way.
in the way.

most days i don't.
                                             stuff is                                  
                     going to be tougher stuff...

last time?
                                         i was toughed up?
i am going to be here.
there. where. we said!
                                       when you come back.
                            in that stuffed chair.
wheeled up.
and tough.



i will be is just another day in paradise?
yes, it is and
i am living...
a dream...


Sunday, March 6, 2011

sunday snippet 3 06

1.Anna Faris (hot! very hot!)
2.Miley Cyrus (preggers, is her father is the father? If so, would she be a father f*cker?)
3.Heart Attack Grill (stock plummets after spokesman dies)
4.Gary Busey (has a heart attack)
5.Bedbugs (bite, don’t ya wish they would just nibble?)
6.Courtney Love (hole is an adequate description)
7.Isla Fisher (loves me, and I love her…hellz yeah! cuz she is hot!!!!)
8.Airline pretzels (discontinued, due to high cost)
9.Flu (the fifth season)
10.Wisconsin layoffs (and the economy just keeps getting better and better.)

this week the JADIP blog is sponsored by
The Empress
she is the wordperv queen, all around funny, and insightful...
stop by and say hi!

I got a new 'puter today. The old one was just too slow and froze up too easily!

It has been a struggle to get it set up....

right outta the box, my ass.

Oh and by the way, windows 7 is a much more difficult thing than I thought it would be. I am not sure I like it. I am  getting used to the old keyboard, but I really haver to re-learn the touch.

But the worst thing is the drivers for the printer, a lexmark, do not work, and the disc was not loading and well..fuck me freddy...

It is fast as shit, though, and that makes it all worth it? I can look at your posts at uberspeed now...

still cannot type for shit...

see ya's all later!

Just Another Day In Paradise!