This blog was created to give a glimpse into the various and sundry spectacular shenanigans of the community of musicians/supporters of Slingshot Records, LLC.
My sweet little niece is going through the early stages of puberty. My mom said she had started acting up a little, being very moody, crying and all, and not really keeping up in school. Which is unlike her. An aunt, who lives with her was concerned one day when my niece had […]
“The thing crumped right up.” My cousin’s husband was not referring to the dance – he was talking about a car that he could not get to crank… that is until my uncle, who apparently had the “good wrench” touch came along and did his magic. Then all was right with the world again. […]
Back in the days of my telecommunications career, I used to frequently climb telephone poles for repair work, new installations, disconnects, etc. This event involved a service order that my buddy, J.C. and I were to work on was at Fort Jackson, SC. At that time, both of us worked for RCA, who […]
My step father shared this gem with me last year. In his own words… ENJOY!
The event took place many years ago when I was a young man. During the time when, in this part of the country, side-shows traveled around and would set-up in any available vacant lot to carry on its activities. […]
My buddy Jim relates his current employment struggles:
We were in an immediate need of a particular part for a communications job that we were working on. I suggested that we go down to Lowes to purchase said product. My co-worker, in a very matter of fact tone stated to me that Tony Stewart, […]
So I was talking with a new acquaintance of mine… a sweet older lady. She decides to share with me that she graduated from Clown College… seriously. (I had to laugh because she doesn’t look the part - I’m thinking Bobcat in “Shakes the clown” not this nice grandma). She continued to explain that it […]
We were down in North GA a few weeks ago visiting my wife’s side of the family. Her uncle, Reginald (the pastor that married us) was talking music shop talk with me. He said that he’d found an old upright bass (in his church storage… I think?), and started plucking around on it. Wasn’t long […]
Speaking of my dad’s uncle, Leroy. My dad recently told me that his aunt used to call Leroy “LA’Roy”. Because he’d convinced her that he was a Frenchman from England. You heard that right, “a Frenchman from England.”
In the last few years my dad shared this gem from his childhood. I asked him to re-familiarize me with the details… Here you go… in my dad’s words –
This is a true story about me when I was in my teens. I enjoyed working in the automobile junkyard and garage that my dad and […]
We were milling around the house a few weeks ago and our TV happened to have been left on a station showing an old episode of Star Trek. My 3 year old walked by… stopped dead in her tracks… stared for a few seconds… and then said in a slightly disturbed voice: “hey… that’s… not… […]