Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Rolling through Boulder

        Sitting in a spot called the Laughing Goat right now in Boulder, CO.  I'll keep this quick, because we're on the go.  But first, I'd like to say that we went on a 6 1/2 mile hike up a mountain to the Continental Divide yesterday afternoon, and when I paused to catch a breath and get a drink of water, I turned around and even though we were both wearing sunglasses, I a hat, he a bandanna, we recognized each other immediately and called out each other's name.  It was Dane Pryce, a neighborhood friend of mine who grew up down the street from me.  We ran around the neighborhood trails in elementary school with the other kids, and a friend recently asked me about him, but no one seemed to know what had happened to him.  It's been probably 12 or more years since I've seen or talked to him.  So we walked up a mountain together, and they went ahead to race the storm clouds and eventual coming of the dark, for they were camping through the night. Tonight is his going away party in Boulder, for he's heading to Brooklyn the next day.

    I remember him being around a thick, mossy pond when the neighborhood kids were pushing each other in, and I can't remember if he was on the giving or receiving end of the pushing.  A caravan of us went to a concert together and about 15 of us got stuck in an elevator, crammed together for what felt like 15 minutes.  Just random memories.

     We're headed to downtown Denver to play tonight, then we'll be on our way to play in Portland on the 10th.   If you or someone you know is around any of these towns, including Seattle, San Francisco or Santa Fe, come on out.  Check these show dates here for directions, times, etc.  

      There's a new facebook page entitled:  www.facebook.com/thegardes  We're late on making a page there.

        I keep thinking the guy sitting at the table to my right is Mel Gibson.  I heard a story yesterday how Bill Murray walked into a restaurant in New York one time and everyone quietly watched him, and then when he left, he picked up a fry from a guy's plate, dipped it in ketchup, took a bite and told the guy, "No one will ever believe you."

      P.S. Nevermind he just walked behind the coffee counter.  Well, no one seems to have heard from him in a while, and he is an actor...






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