Friday, April 08, 2011

The Real Deal

From California


This gentleman is the real deal, a blues man, a searching soul singing his heart out at Chris's Club in Vallejo, California on one fine Monday night in April of 2011. Oakland Sam is a harmonica player 1st class with a smooth vocal delivery to boot.

We finally have our airline tickets in hand for our long awaited trip back across the pond. Frankly I didn't know if it was ever going to happen, maybe not even this year. Our finances are just this side of pathetic...just like the bloody US Government. Those August bastards get to put the US asleep financially tonight at midnight. Bumbling fools and idiots one and all, who allowed these assholes to run out government? We did?! Huh?! Yea gads folks we HAVE to do a better job of finding candidates for those jobs that go there with our best interests in mind, not their own and the Korporations that jerk their strings. Awful.

I chucked the old PC for another whacky assemblage of parts as Win 7 took a big dive one day and was apparently unfixable and somehow wiped out a 500GB Seagate HD as well. I haven't been able to format it though it thinks all is well and it has a partition. Who knows but I'm now using this one until it too gives up the ghost. What a pain these damned machines are.

The grandkids will all be here this evening, I'll make them Spaghetti and Meatballs with a big green salad. We've never had such attention as has been given to us by Michael and the kids since he came back into our lioves after his divorce. It's been real fun for all involved.

Bye for now. Maybe I can keep this up now that the fog of our future has lifted somewhat.