Lonely for You Too

 March 6, 2021

   I've interviewed my share of oldtime cowgirls and when it comes to the love of their lives they often say something along the lines of, "I was just a snot-nosed girl and I don't know what he saw in me. . ."

"Daily Whip Out: "Lonely for You II"

Remembering The First Crush

  In my experience, nothing is more vivid to an old woman than her first stirrings of puppy love.

In 1991 I took my mother and her sister, Sadie Pearl, to the Orange Cemetery, east of Dell City, Texas, and then on to Weed, New Mexico to see the country where their parents—my grandparents—came from. My grandfather, Robert William Guess, was born in Weed—or near there—in 1888, so that was some important country to see and they had never been there. So, it was thrilling for them and for me to see all the old country and talk to all the oldtimers who could remember our kin.

From there we motored up to La Luz to meet an old woman my aunt Sadie often corresponded with, named Cordelia Lewis, who was then in her nineties. After the usual niceties and geneology musings, Cordelia mentioned being a snot-nosed girl and being head-over-heels-in-love with a handsome, young cowboy named Wayne Brazel. Excuse me? Did you just say Wayne Brazel? The very same guy who allegedly shot Pat Garrett while he was urinating in a wash outside Las Cruces in 1908? Yes, she said waving me off at the unpleasant part of the story. "He was so handsome!" she gushed and then she told how she used to make excuses to go out to the corral where he was working just to try and get his attention.

Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle. That certainly puts a different spin on history, doesn't it? And, so, my advice to you is, somewhere in the back of every old woman's head is a similar story. You've just got to dig it out. Personally, I have found the best tools for this are homemade cookies and vodka. Schnapps works wonders as well. Good luck.

"And they called it 'puppy love.' Oh, I guess they'll never know, how a young heart really feels. . ."

—Paul Anka "Puppy Love" (1959)

The Dog That Just Wanted to Stay Home

 March 5, 2021

   I've had some dogs in my day, but I can't recall one that so enjoyed just hanging out at the homestead.

The Dog That Hung Back

   This is a view of our new egress driveway with the newly planted, random, saguaros and a dog that won't come. That's him just beyond the hose.

   When I go out to check on stuff like this I call him and invariably he shoots me that look that says, "Thanks, but I'm good."

The Dog That Wouldn't Come

Or, as he's also known:

Pee Pee Head

examines his splash guard

   That's Mister Pee Pee Head to you, Jack. Okay, he's just a puppy, but he'll soon grow out of this phase, right?

   "Don't kid yourself. If he's like most Labs, he'll grow up and start behaving himself at around age five."

—Toby Orr, Old Time Kingman Compadre

   Well, he's allegedly half Lab, but five years of puppyhood? Are you flippin' kidding me?!

"Frankly, you have spent well over 70 years on the planet and you've never matured, so cut him some slack."

—Another Old Time Kingman Compadre

All Your Burning Questions On Wyatt Earp Will Be Answered

 March 4, 2021

   Taped a promo for our next Facebook Live show "Thirty Minutes With Bob Boze Bell" utilizing this space in my studio.

Studio Mates

   Yes, we are doing Wyatt Earp In Hollywood for the next episode and I will answer the following questions:

• Did Wyatt Earp really hob nob with Western Stars and did he actually meet John Wayne?

• How wild was the last Mrs. Earp and did she really pose for a semi-nude photo?

• Who actually made Wyatt Earp famous and why couldn't he sell his own life story?

• Did Wyatt Earp kill John Ringo as he claimed he did?

• Why did my grandmother think Wyatt Earp was a total jerk?

Plus, A Bonus Question

   How did Uno get so damn big and is he totally photogenic, or what?

   We've been working on our egress for Cactusland and this morning these guys came and planted some saguaros along the new entryway.

Saguaro Road Crew

   See them along the roadway? The saguaros? They are random and at uneven intervals because we wanted it to look a little more natural and less German. (You vil place them every 2.5 meters!)

   FYI: Kathy is German and sometimes I like to kid her about it.

"Why do they bury Germans 20 meters underground? Because deep down they are really nice."

—Old Corny German Joke

The Final Entrance And The Final Flats

 March 3, 2021

   Well, I did say my BtKIII book was the "final word" but I didn't say it was the final image.

Daily Whip Out:

"Billy's Grand Entrance II"

   We had our second Thirty Minutes With BBB Live On Facebook last week and if you missed it, here it is:

BBB On Geronimo

   Reclaiming some of my many "half-done" Whip Outs out of my files, like this one which needed a little more definition on the Pendejo.

Daily Reworked Whip Out:

"Pendejo On The Rise II"

   And this one:

Daily Whip Out:

"Crossing Banjo Flats"

      Yes, it's my goal to dream more and learn more. I wonder where that is leading to? 

"If your actions inspire others to dream more, learn more, and do more and become more, you are a leader."

—John Quincy Adams

Eyes of A Killer And The Denial of A Printer

 March 2, 2021

   Been hard at work on several things. One: trying to keep up with a puppy who likes to bite and rip up everything he finds. In spite of that, I've been having fun reclaiming old stuff, like this.

Daily Whip Out: "Eyes of A Killer"

   Yes, I had a wild weekend, reworking a variety of half-finished, or, unsatisfying Whip Outs, like this one.

Daily Whip Out:

"Cave Creek Crooner Howls at Moon"

   In the diaries of George Parsons—as I remember them—he takes the stage from Tucson to Tombstone and on the way out of the Old Pueblo, the stage line road runs parallel to the new tracks being laid to Benson that will eventually connect the entire country with the completion of the Southern Pacific Railroad. The grizzled-old stage driver scoffs and spits at this new fangled contraption and he dismisses it to Parsons by saying, "My passengers don't like traveling on the train. They say it gives them a headache."

   Such foolish denial of a new world coming.

Daily Whip Out:

"Twilight of The Freighter"

 

     I don't like reading stories on my phone. It gives me a headache.

   And so goes print.

"The Bell toils for thee."

—Old Hemingway Fractured Quote

The Stair Climber On The Stairway to Heaven

 March 1, 2021

   I have an upstairs part of my studio that leads to a Crow's Nest and a view of the surrounding area. Thank you Perry Nathan Becker, the architect who designed my studio with this as the crowning glory, so many years ago (1986). We were his first house and he did a wonderful job.

   Yesterday I went upstairs to find a painting and when I turned around to come back down I saw Unocito, stuck at the bottom. He was looking up with fear and wonderment in his eyes. How did you get up there? he seemed to want to say.

   So, of course, I invited him to join me. At first he was afraid and would only go up two steps before giving up and, tail between his legs (literally!), skulk back down. Eventually—with bribes—he would try to take another step but then he would look off through the stair slats, at left, and see how far he was up and chicken out. I kept encouraging him by placing a treat on the next step. Eventually he conquered his fear and made it all the way to the top.

The Proud Stair Climber

   Yes, I know. Imagine all the trouble he's going to make for me now that he knows how to go up there!

   Also, yes, that's a Billy the Kid as a boy painting, at far right, and that's the infamous Tucson outlaw William Brazelton peeking through the stairs in black and white and that is, believe it or not, a framed Theo van Gogh, below Brazelton. And yes, at the very top, is the ladder leading up to the Crow's Nest. Here's a closer look at the Stair Climber.

He's a GOOD boy!

   Oh, and here's the view from the Crow's Nest.

The Road Builders

"And he's climbing a stairway to heaven."

—Led Zeppelin

The Little Cowgirl In The Big Hat And The Goonball Goobers Who Knew Her

 February 28, 2021

   Some said she was tiny, others claimed she was tall as a reed. Either way, she became known all up and down the Big Sandy as:

Daily Whip Out:

"The Little Cowgirl In The Big Hat."

   Most in the cow community were quite receptive to the young cowgirl.

Daily Whip Out: "Cross Bar Coffee Drinker"

"She's better than most of the hands I've ridden with, bar none."

   However, some of the rodeo crowd were downright spooked by the girl.

Daily Whip Out: "Bulldogger's Lament"

   Even one of the old timers had a confession about Dixxy.

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Daily Whip Out: "Old Coot Comes Clean"

"I sortah had the hots for that little pistol."

The consensus among the Hualapais is that she was a fine hunting companion

"I seen her bag her tag on Buck & Doe Road"

Daily Whip Out: "Squibe Watanomie"

And, of course, some men never grow up.

Daily Whip Out: "Mister Super Judgemental"

"Itty bitty ta tas. Heh, heh. Flat as a pancake."

"Every picture tells a story, don't it?"

—Rod Stewart