Oh to be 42 again!
 
Happy Birthday

A little late I think but Krist I hope you enjoy(ed) your day and may you receive(d) just what you need.

Karyn
Happy Birthday Krist 

I will second that.  Happy Birthday.

Happy birthday Krist!
 
I remember when I was 42!  oh wait...do I????? 

Hi,
 
Happy Bday ... sorry to be a day late, but yesterday we were really busy on the phones.

Happy Birthday, I know a little about what you mean .... my Birthday hasn't been the same since 1980 ... John was a hero to many...
Imagine ... Nothing to live or die for

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Happy Birthday, I know a little about what you mean .... my Birthday hasn't been the same since 1980 ... John was a hero to many...
Imagine ... Nothing to live or die for

Why oh why did he pick John???
(When Yoko was standing right there too.) 

OK...as promised...the day that Elvis (but not the music)died.
 
At the time we (my old rock band now turned country pickers) were doing a summer tour backing up Tanya Tucker's older sister LaCosta who the powers that be in Nashburg were trying to make over from a shy, naïve backup singer into a star like her younger sister.  While she was a very good singer she knew nothing...and I mean nothing...about being on stage or how to handle an audience.  We did our best to teach her but she was a pretty slow learner.  On this tour we were opening all over gawd's creation for Charlie Rich (who had a killer band).  That also meant that instead of traveling by road we got to fly everywhere which was a big plus.  We had flown in that day to Salt Lake for a show the next night.  As we deplaned we noticed that one of our fellow passengers was Denver Pyle...who was then playing Mad Jack(?) on the Grizzly Adams show but who we remembered as “Mr. Darlin” from The Andy Griffith Show.  We struck up a conversation with him and he said he was there to film another episode of the Grizzly Adams thingy and would we like to be his guests that afternoon on the shoot.  LaCosta...who was keen to get into TV thought that would be swell even though it meant renting a car and driving way out in the boonies near Park City.  Which we did.
 
As I was familiar with movie and TV shoots and knew they were about as interesting as watching paint dry I had no interest in going but it was all or none so...we got there just in time for a very nice catered lunch.  And it was then that we met the other cast members and “Bozo” the bear that played Ben.  That's when things got a bit more interesting for myself and our bass player, Jimmy.  Turns out that the co-star of that episode was a former Playboy Centerfold named Tiffany something or other and she was a looker.  Unctious poon hounds that we were Jimmy and I both decided to see if we could “get to know her a little better”.  While the crew was setting up the next scene we both tried to engage her in conversation and truth be told I was getting the better of it.  I was standing with her at the entrance of her trailer and we were talking about where the crew hung out in Park City and maybe we could hook up later that night when the director called for quiet on the set.  Seems ol Dan Haggerty and Bozo were about to shoot a scene.  Everybody got quiet and turned there attention to the filming.  And then ol Bozo did something he had never done before (we were told later).  He attacked Dan Haggerty. To say pandemonium broke loose would be to put it mildy.  The crew scattered, gear got turned over and pants were soiled.  The trainer told everbody to stfu and quickly got ol Bozo settled.  But as I turned around to speak to Tiffany again I saw that she had stepped back into her trailer and shut and locked the door.  In fact I never saw her come back out while we were there.  Ol Bozo had apparently scared the bejesus out of her.  Welp, I quickly surmised that what ol Bozo had done to me metaphorically was to prevent me from doing the same to ol Tiffany literally.  Tough luck.
 
Then, just as things were settling down, someone heard on the radio that The King had died.  I honestly think there was more caterwaulin and consternation over that than ol Bozo goin nuts.  There was wailin and moanin and gnashing of teeth.  And LaCosta came over and told us we had to leave and get back immediately to Salt Lake.  She had to make arrangements to go to the funeral.  Now here I must tell you that she wasn't a friend, kin or a business associate in any way shape or form of ol Elvis.  She was just a dimwitted country girl who was a super fan.  You honestly would have thought her daddy just died. 
 
So we piled into the rental car and headed back to Salt Lake.  She cancelled the show and flew off to Memphis to attend Elvis' funeral.  And left us with no transportation for two days in the dullest damn town in the good ol USofA.  I never got to Park City or saw or heard of ol Tiffany again. For all of us in the band it was just another surreal experience of life on the road. 
 
One thing I will say though...ol Dan Haggerty went right back as soon as ol Bozo settled and did the scene with him again.  And it turned out fine.  Doff of the hat for that.

cool story, pal. 
 
I've driven to Park City from SLC - it's a boring drive and not a quick one either.

That's a cool story OlPal!
 
As for the birthday... 
 
I got to play with the cats,
Read a bit,
Train a bit,
Cook and eat my favorite meal - the same I eat at least 4 nights a week, always with as much pleasure,
Watch an episode of Star Trek Deep Space Nine,
Spend the evening in the home studio working out arrangements for a new song for my wife
Play the new Riviera (early birthday present) and my trusty SGJ
 
Which is the best day ever, as it happens day after day, 5 days a week, week after week. :)