May 7, 2007

Blown Eyes in Kerrville.

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jim @ 11:09 pm

Trying to capture and communicate the spirit of a blogmeet is never easy, particularly because one always has to do it while suffering bone-crushing fatigue born of the marathon festivities. Stripped of detail, a blogmeet is a gathering of people who spew a steady flow of words into cyberspace and have the gall to think that other people might actually want to read their scribblings. Put a couple dozen such people in one place at one time with non-stop libations and you have a two-day blabfest, lots of snark, boatloads of laughs, new friends and a case of mental and physical fatigue that takes days to dissipate.

The Kerrville Do was no exception.

When my fellow Yankee Traveling Companion and I arrived in San Antonio, we were warmly greeted at the airport by Christina, who was not able to attend the meet, but who took the time to schlep an hour or so to the San Antonio Airport just to welcome two dazed and confused Yanks to Texas. She also provided me with a care bag, which was chock full of goodies selected by her and her husband Dash (also my buddy) to make my Jersey-Texas transition less traumatic. It sure was great to see her, even if only for a short time.

Christina’s final favor was to alert Jerry of Confabulation, who had graciously arranged to be waiting at the airport to pick us up, of our arrival and readiness to whisked away on our Kerrville Adventure. Demonstrating his Big-as-Texas hospitality, Jerry picked us up and took a detour so that we could spend a bit of time at the Alamo. I enjoyed the visit, which left me wanting to do a bit more reading about the history of the Alamo, such as, for example, why were there so many men from Ireland who died fighting there? Who knew?

On to Kerrville.

Once I got checked in and took a quick shower to wash off the travel grit and fight off the jet lag, I headed straight for the hotel saloon, knowing that I was likely to find a bunch of bloggers there. Of course, my expectations were dead on. The saloon served Shiner Bock and I was damned thirsty. That is exactly the right way to tune up for the real festivities, which began when Shoe showed up with an entire Texas Barbecue spread for the hungry travelers. GuyK contributed a pot of gumbo, which he assured me did not contain any possum or armadillo.

We drank, bullshat and laughed until damned near one a.m., and we resumed around noon on Saturday and continued through the wee hours of Sunday morning, the only difference being that on Saturday Denny and I (a/k/a the Elderly Brothers) had special fun doing a bit of pickin’ and grinnin’.

I got to meet old friends from previous blogmeets. They included:

Denny, the Grouchy Old Cripple: I met Denny for the first time in Helen, Georgia in 2004, and I have seen him several times since, each time being a special treat. You should know that he and I are considering doing a tour playing in nursing homes all over the country. I’m thinking we could call it the “Soft Food Tour”.

Shoe: Shoe was the consummate hostess literally brining an SUV full of food (and booze) to the hotel. She also made a couple take-out food runs once we would stop blabbing long enough to express hunger and only slightly longer to stuff food in our mouths to fuel yet more blabbing. She also drove Erica, Leslie and me back to the Airport on Sunday and treated us to lunch. Leslie had an earlier flight and missed Texas’s version of a Philadelphia Cheese Steak, which was damned good. (Memo to Self: In Texas, when something is served “with chips,” those chips ain’t potato chips. Them’s nacho chips, which were excellent.)

Jerry from Confabulation: Jerry is a damned nice guy, who forgets more about Texas and Oklahoma on any given day than I could ever hope to know.

Leslie from Leslie’s Omnibus: Leslie is great company, and she lent some dignity to the festivities by eschewing beer swilling, engaged in by most of the Vulgarians, in favor of drinking wine in mass quantities sipping wine poured from bottles that actually had corks!

Walrilla from Walrilla’s Wonderings: It was a special treat to see Walrilla again and to see that, consistent with his blog posts, he as doing well since his accident. His temporary state of one-footedness did not slow him down in the least, and his sense of humor is alive and well. The proof: The wearing of a tee shirt on which was written, “It’s all fun and games until someone loses a foot.” Ya gotta love da guy.

El Capitan of Baboon Pirates: It’s always great to see the Cap. If you ever ran into this big feller in a dark alley, you’d consider kissing your ass good bye, but the truth is that his smile and sense of humor are also industrial sized. I figure his flaming Cadillac story will have everyone howling for at least a dozen more blogmeets.

Nancy of Nancy’s Garden Spot and Da Pup a/k/a Richie, a/k/a Nancy’s hub: This nice couple was also at the Austin meet. They presented everyone with their very own aloe plant, and for those of us who would be flying and therefore could end up in airline jail for transporting plants, they gave us each a jar of “Texas Traffic Jam,” which they assured me did not contain any armadillo. Good peeps.

I finally got to meet two long-time members of Mr. Blogroll:

GuyK of Charming, Just Charming (and his lovely bride of more than four decades): It was a real pleasure to finally meet GuyK. He looks exactly like his picture on his blog (including the ever-present cool lid), and he has a southern drawl that positively sings. I believe I could shoot the shit with him for hours (and I probably did). We all celebrated Guy’s 65th birthday on Sunday, making him one of two peeps at the meet older than I am. Hell, I’da given him fifty bucks, if he woulda called me “Kid.” He does have a bit of a mean streak in him though, in that he presented me with a toy alligator, which actually squeaks when squeezed and which now sits proudly atop this monitor. I look forward to the day when I can be in the company of him and his bride again.

Erica of Erica’s Blog: This smartass Brooklyn Joooish babe is a terrific writer who could give seminars on composing blog comments and who also is a most excellent traveling companion. I took great pleasure in knowing that she would actually have to enter the Garden State to catch the plane to San Antonio. After a few more trips she may finally realize that Jersey rules. Oh, and I learned on the way to the San Antonio Airport that she can put her hand over her mouth and make a fart sound that, in nature, might be made by a dyspeptic bull elephant. Must be a Brooklyn thing.

Then there were the peeps who heretofore were not on Mr. Blogroll and who I met for the very first time:

Jerry of Back Home Again: Jerry walked into the blogmeet when it was in full swing, and in two minutes he had a dozen new friends. Although he recently returned to his home state of Indiana, he is extremely well-traveled and has lots of great stories to tell, from being “overdressed” in a Fargo eatery (he was wearing Dockers!) to actually working in Paramus, New Jersey, Heaven help him.

Hammer: Hammer is another 100% Texan, and I believe this was his first blogmeet. He too took to it like a fish takes to water. Within five minutes, he was crackin’ wise as good as anyone else. Nice guy. Hope to see him again.

Becky of Tall Cool Drink of Water: Becky zoomed in on Saturday morning when a few of us were having to keep our eyes closed to keep from bleeding to death. It didn’t take any time at all before she too was waist-deep in blog blabbing. Before the day was out, she even managed to shoe polish the windows on Guy’s truck, as you can see on her site. Unfortunately she had to leave earlier than any of us would have liked, but she had mom stuff to attend to. I understand that she will be a regular at these events, and that’s a good thing.

Jim of Smoke on the Water: It was a particular pleasure to get to meet Jim, who is a heavy hitter in the ‘sphere. He’s a sailboat guy; he appreciates excellent bourbon and good cigars and can tell a funny story with the best of ‘em. He looks like he stepped out of the pages of GQ magazine, and he travels with enough firepower to overtake a mid-sized city in Iraq. When I explained that packing that kind of heat would land one in deep shit in Jersey, he smiled and said, “Welcome to Texas.” I really hope to see him again (and his most excellent significant other as well).

Running Behind (Is that an Apache name?) of A Disregard for Timekeeping: This may be a first. Running Behind came to the blogmeet as a non-blogging friend of Walrilla’s and after spending a couple days with us reprobates, he fired up his own blog. Truly excellent. This is one damned good guy. Walrilla obviously picks his friends well, and I’m glad that I can now say that this guy is also a friend of mine.

Denny’s Commenter: This is also a first. As it happens, one of Denny’s regular commenters lives in the Kerrville area, and he popped in and fit right in, thereby proving that one need not be a blogger to get funky with a bunch of bloggers.

Even though these things leave you feeling as if you survived a bus plunge into a deep ravine, I had a helluva time and I look forward to the next one.

13 Comments »

  1. Let me know where you and Denny will be playing… I’ll be your groupie and follow you around on tour. *grin*

    If your ears were ringing over the weekend… it wasn’t from drinking too much… it’s because your name came up at the milblog conference amongst those of us carousing in the lobby with adult beverages (yes I did have some wine *grin*). It was agreed by everyone within our vocal range that the “Man on the Parkway” rules.

    Comment by Teresa — May 8, 2007 @ 12:14 am

  2. Just wait, Hairboy. You’ll get yours.

    Comment by Erica — May 8, 2007 @ 12:29 am

  3. I’m hooked. Can’t wait for the next one!

    Comment by Hammer — May 8, 2007 @ 1:00 am

  4. “The Soft Food Tour”… bwahahaaaa!

    Do the peeps from Texas come to Georgia? Let’s hope!

    Comment by Jean — May 8, 2007 @ 1:57 am

  5. It was great to see you and Erica, Jim!

    I am very sorry I couldn’t make it to Kerrville…damn kids…

    ; )

    Comment by Christina — May 8, 2007 @ 9:13 am

  6. Wish I coulda been there, Jimbo. But I’m glad Christina got to see you and meet Erica. I’m glad y’all had a good time – I didn’t expect anything less.

    Comment by Dash — May 8, 2007 @ 12:33 pm

  7. Sounds like you had a good time Jimbo. Wish I could’ve made this time. Maybe next year…

    Gator Hater…(I feel you man)

    Comment by RedNeck — May 8, 2007 @ 5:51 pm

  8. Glad you guys had a good time.

    Comment by dick — May 8, 2007 @ 6:37 pm

  9. Jim,

    I assure you sir, both the honor and pleasure were indeed, mine.

    But, I must ask. GEE fuckin’ QUE?

    Levi’s 517 jeans, a WalMart aloha shirt and cheapie WallyWorld shoes.

    If *I* did have a GQ subscription, I’m sure they would now be cancelling it!

    But I do thank you for estimating me to be a “heavy hitter” in the blogs. Even though a year of pretty much non-writing has brought my hits down to oh, 270 or so per day.

    Maybe like in Baseball, I can rate highly in a Senior’s League or the like? *grin*

    Jim
    Sloop New Dawn
    Galveston, TXs

    Comment by Jim — May 8, 2007 @ 10:30 pm

  10. Jimbo,
    Really enjoyed meeting a Joisey poisen again after all these years. I really loved the music. You and Denny really brought magic to the blogmeet. Thanks!

    Comment by Jerry — May 9, 2007 @ 12:08 am

  11. Jim S – the fact you even know they’re ’517′s’ is disturbing.

    Parkway Jim – “The Elderly Brothers” is still killing me…

    Gotta get my ass waaay down there for one of these things one day.

    Paul

    Comment by Light & Dark — May 9, 2007 @ 1:32 am

  12. I have to say I enjoyed listening to you sing. I even commented to the others you should cut a CD for all to hear. You have such a talent. Even though I didn’t get to speak with you much. I enjoyed your company. I hope to see you again.

    Comment by Becky — May 9, 2007 @ 10:08 pm

  13. [...] Who knows, maybe in fifty years he can join the “Soft Food Tour.” [...]

    Pingback by A Secular Franciscan Life » Blog Archive » A Future "Elderly Brother?" — July 14, 2007 @ 10:41 pm

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