Monthly Archives: July 2016

Another Good Idea

Posted on July 20, 2016 by bullersbackporch

Pssst — wanna hear a good idea? Sure, you do. We’re all looking for the next “good idea,” right? Except, as our doodle dude, Unk, points out… Remember: Ideas are worthless without execution.

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4 Songs to Hum Heading Home — plus a bonus track!

Posted on July 17, 2016 by bullersbackporch

Last week, we were on the road home (by way of Balmorhea State Park) so I posted a set-list of music videos of road songs from the good ol’ Grateful Dead. Well, we’ve been home a few days now, so … Continue reading →

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Overnight at the Oasis

Posted on July 14, 2016 by bullersbackporch

  Miles and miles of nothing but miles and miles stretch out ahead of us down this long, desolate highway slicing southeasterly across New Mexico — and we haven’t even gotten to the Texas state line yet. Traversing these flat, … Continue reading →

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6 Road Songs from the Dead

Posted on July 8, 2016 by bullersbackporch

Well, our post-Dead & Company Colorado visit draws to a close tomorrow and we start the long drive back to Austin. Nothing like a few road songs from the good ol’ Grateful Dead to ease into the miles ahead. Golden Road … Continue reading →

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Return to the Scene of the Time

Posted on July 6, 2016 by bullersbackporch

I am at the front door, the text read. Go in & relax–we’re at Farmer’s Mrkt I responded. I had figured Albert was being overly optimistic when he said he’d arrive by 10:30. I figured noon at the earliest, given traffic between here & there but … Continue reading →

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“My Grandfather” by Joanie Whitebird

Posted on July 1, 2016 by bullersbackporch

July 1 was Joanie Whitebird’s birthday — were she alive today, she would be turning 66. I can almost hear her laughing out loud at the thought. Posting this poem of hers seems an appropriate remembrance. my grandfather worked as a … Continue reading →

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