Paul Stowe put on a wonderful 2 hour show, featuring a bunch of songs from Matching Ties‘ new recording, Across The Sea. (Click for audio stream of samples from the new recording.) Even though he played solo he filled the room with excellent guitar accompaniment and a bunch of new songs, many of which he wrote. It’s gratifying to see an old friend continue to grow as an artist, and he’ll be back at some point in the future for another show, for sure.
Oct 292006
Oct 262006
Guess who had the largest quarterly profit ever recorded, just last year.
Yep.
If this seems out of whack to you, just remember where it all comes from and start looking for ways to address the problem where it originates, with you. As in keep your hard-earned dollars in your hand and not your gas tank.
Aside: My browser’s been a reliable vehicle of sorts for many years. It goes wherever I want to go, gets me there fast and in one piece, and more to the point, doesn’t cost an arm and a leg to operate. Oh yes, it also helps me get the job done.
Vrooom. Take that Exxon Mobil.
Oct 212006
Hello Boise, Idaho! Hello Gulfport, Mississippi! Hello Atlanta, Georgia! Hello, Elizabeth, Colorado! Hello Bronx, New York!
One of my activities nearly every morning is fixing a cup of coffee and browsing my site visitor logs. Between my blog page, client sites and other sites I’m involved with, such as my high school class reunion page or The Bitterroot Life page, there’s a lot of traffic. And it’s interesting to see the visiting habits of some visitors. Repeat visitors are especially interesting, with some visiting dozens or even hundreds of times in the course of a year. The ratio of visits to comments is roughly 500-1. Obviously, most visitors just watch, read or listen when they visit.
Looks like I’m promoting a spectator sport, first and foremost. But I do rather crave interaction. This blog for sure isn’t just a one-way bully pulpit. You can actually bully back if you care to.
Do you suppose it’s because most people really don’t have anything to say, and finding themselves unwilling or unable to respond to something, just lurk and consume whatever’s on the pages they view? I reckon it means that for most, blogging is primarily a spectator sport that involves nothing more taxing than reading or listening for a few minutes on the way to somewhere else. Like watching a car wreck as you zip by on the freeway, craning your neck to take in the carnage and devastation and see some gore. Like watching a guy on a street corner railing at the world to repent. Like watching a peacock preen? Hey, mebbe that’s it!
Well, I’m not a peacock. I reckon I’m just an outpost, a waystation, a proven safe watering hole, in the wild world of the Internet. A bastion of familiarity, with a strong dose of what makes me me (if you know me, you understand that statement).
This world of mine includes you, whether you are visiting for the first time or the 100th. This world includes you even if you don’t ever leave a comment. Because you certainly leave a small trace of yourself behind. It’s called an IP address. And I can see from the site logs that visitors have mostly Windows computers, are mostly from America, and mostly use Internet Explorer. I can also associate IP addresses with specific cities and towns. Now who do I know who lives in these places? Hmm. Let me guess. That was easy!
Now, go have a nice day and don’t worry that I might know your secret destination on the Internet. It’s safe with me, even if you never drop in or leave a comment. But I’ll be watching you and leaving the door open if you ever change your mind.
Oct 122006
Shots of White Pockets area of the Paria plateau in southern Utah.
Click pics with borders for full size pics!
Oct 092006
Always nice to head south to southern Utah this time of year. Here are a couple of shots from a recent visit to the “White Pockets” area of House Rock Valley on the Paria River plateau and Big Water, Utah.
The view taken from Paul’s backyard at dawn.
Tamera channels the light into her coffee cup after a day of exploring the slickrock. No Photoshop tricks or edits were used, this is what the camera saw…hmm.
