
I'm back to fooling the dog.
For years, I have been showing myself how much smarter than m'dog I am by shouting "Look, Billie! It's Brian Wilson!" catching her every time -- looking and going nuts (and teaching her our own
Wakulla version, too). Being a great Brian Wilson fan I love it when I happen on a new album here, an interview there, and don't really start worrying until I think I know what he's saying. He did not spend 15 years in bed thinking those thoughts for nothing you know.
Anyway, a friend's going to be playing in Nashville at the Bluebird in February so I thoug

ht I'd check and see who's on at the Ryman -- Muffie and I took the tour last year. It was a wonderful renovation ("Flip this auditorium?") and looked so cozy as a venue we wanted to get back, at least once, for a show sometime. Sooooo, I google "Ryman" and first on the list? Brian Wilson! Not February, but November, after the elections are over and the forces of good have won and everyone around here's looking for a break from the County Wakulla.

So I'm psyched. Brian Wilson touring for his latest album "
Lucky Old Sun?" And playin in the fantastic and intimate and recently remodeled Ryman Auditorium? Me and BillieTheDog playing game after game of "Look Billie! It's Brian Wilson?" Believe me, we've got a great fall going . . .
But so much for m'friend in February, huh? For it's off to Nashville we go in November. It's an 9 hour trip (that's 63 dog hours), a bit more if we stop (as there are at least 200 Waffle Houses and 18 WeBareAlls on the way). But like I tell the Muffster every now and again -- "I'm running to the store for a loaf of bread. See you in 3 days."
I guess It's off to Nashville! November 10th!
See ya at Christmas.