I’m thinking about the part in the movie after they’ve eaten and are singing around the campfire and all the critters join in. I don’t know what they ate but they were probably drinking coffee from those camping tin mugs.
Downloaded a Johnny Cash song, perhaps with Hank Williams Jr. singing a song written by Hank Williams Sr. “I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry.” Me and my dirges. The song is simple and beautifully done and I’m bringing in my laptop next week so my guitar teacher can hear it.
Right now, after an hour lesson, my fingers hurt a lot. It doesn’t help that the humidity here is 10% (the Sahara desert is 20% and SE TX is above 90%) so it’s hard to type, especially the left hand which pinches those darned strings.
Perhaps it’s two amigos and one amiga. Jim’s brother is coming to town in a couple of weeks. Perhaps I’ll have to make some Utah “fry sauce” for them but am certainly sending them on a brotherly fishing trip. Fly fishing on the Provo, probably.
Who-hoo, who-hoo, lookuphere, lookuphere. Hopefully we won’t descend to that level of Three Amigos camaraderie. I’ve always enjoyed having one brother. Now I have two brothers to cook for. We all are looking forward to his visit. Dee
