After a couple days of warm weather, woke up to a cold wind this morning. Donned my Bob-ushka outfit and trundled out to the spare bike for the gashed-knuckle tour. Peaches was good, although we didn't meet anybody on the road.
Talked with Mike Torres over the weekend about our big, "Exits Exit" gig in Kingman in March. Here's a photo of Mike's band, The Dimensions, with the Paup twins as Go-Go girls, circa 1967. I believe this photo was taken in the Mohave County Union High School Auditorium:
I haven't gotten around to it yet, but I think it would be great to have the Paup twins, Maureen and Coreen, dance at our gig.
Met Deena and Kathy at Chompies for dinner last night, then joined them for a chick flick, The Orphanage. Lots of holes in the story (it's in Spanish): for example, if the kid went into the stair closet and found the downstairs room, why would there be wallpaper over the opening that had to be removed at the end of the movie to gain access? And, by the way, what's with the never-ending endings? Is this the new curse of our age? Movies that just refuse to end, with turn after turn. Makes me long for a film where the guy shrugs and rides off (Shane, The Searchers, The Good, The Bad And The Ugly and about 1,500 other Westerns).
When I brought up the fact that The Orphanage was too long, she retorted, "It was only 110 minutes. I looked it up. So, what did you think of that Jesse James movie that was three hours?" And I replied, "Touche, I guess one person's eternity is another person's flash card."
Worked all weekend on artwork, trying to get one good face. Struggling. Very frustrating. Gee, I wonder what Ralph has to say about this?
"Relish the difficult challenges. They are the ones which will bring the most spectacular results. Take on the tough projects. They carry the biggest opportunity for excellence."
- Ralph Marston
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