Cleaning Out My Cell [PICS]
I don't want to shock anyone around here, but I just got my first smart phone. Last weekend my old rotary-dial bag phone finally gave out. Of course I lost half of my contacts. No longer can I just dial guitar great Gary Hoey for no good reason. That one guy I met in 2008? Nope, his number is long gone. But I did come across some random pictures tucked away in the old phone.
Here's the view from the stage at On the Waterfront before either Styx or Stone Temple Pilots. Always wondered what the bands thought of those two abandoned buildings:
This is me and my son at the Big Head Todd and the Monsters show in Freeport a few years ago. Thanks to the random guy who took our photo right in front of the stage. Kind of like we photobombed our own picture:
Blues legend Buddy Guy played the Coronado in September 2013. He just had to stop the show and come by my seat to chat. Look for the Buddy and Brizz tour later this year:
I forgot all about this. My son was walking home when this bird flew right into him and stayed in this position for a good ten minutes. Enough time to grab the camera, get up close and get all paparazzi on him:
I took my Concealed Carry class in January. You can see my expert marksmanship in this picture of the target. I nailed these shots from a mile away. Or fifteen feet, I forget.
Some people find divine signs in burnt toast, tree bark or an oil stain. I see Armageddon at work. Much like Waldo, see if you can spot it: