Monday, January 30, 2006

I GAVE A BEER TO A GOAT. YEAH!!


Actually it was two goats. And my sister Mandy is very upset about the whole ordeal. It seems she had two goats "Larry and Balki", when she was younger and they were killed by a dingo. I don't know what a dingo was doing running around killing goats in Central Washington, but she swears it's true.

When I went to Memphis last week, I went to Silky O'Sullivan's home of the world famous Silly Goats. And that's where I GAVE A BEER TO A GOAT. YEAH!! Just look at those thirsty little critters.




My kid sis (kid, ha ha) also got very upset when I sent her a pic from my phone of this little guy standing up above the bar.

I got a really nasty text message back from her about it. I tried to assure her that the goat lived a very happy life and died of natural causes. Then she got REALLY mad and wrote back something about alcoholism and liver disease not being natural.

Another cool thing about Silky's, aside from GIVING BEER TO GOATS, YEAH!! Is the dreaded bucket.

We aren't really sure what's in the bucket, but it seems to be some kind of mix of beer, rum, wine, soda, and other various hard liquors. It taste kind of like a McGriddle in the respect that after the first sip your not sure if it taste good or bad. Then you take another and it might be okay. By the third sip you're pretty sure that it isn't good at all. Then on the next pull you convince yourself that it's not as bad as you thought. When you get to the fifth sip you grab your head and know that you have consumed something awful. Unlike the griddle however you will continue on plowing ahead because by the time you get to your sixth sip you just don't care what it tastes like anymore because of the shear volume of alcohol that you've just ingested.

Here are a couple of pics of me walking down Beal St.



Standing in front of a Guitar Elvis Owned at Rum Boogie's.

Drinking a beer out of a mason jar, just like great grandpa used too, at B.B. King's Blues Club. That's his guitar Lucille hanging on the wall behind me.


Me next too a lovely mosaic portrait of my hero.


Well that was Memphis. I actually did get quite a bit of work done while I was there, no matter what you might think of the pictures. And oh yeah I GAVE BEER TO GOATS. YEAH!!
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The Baby Went On A Trip

While I was in Memphis, Morgan took Ella down too Evansville Indiana to see her proud great grandparents for the first time.


Morgan Said that Ella was big hit with Doris and Howard.


Morgan's cousin Robyn also seemed to enjoy meeting Ella for the first time. And apparently the feeling was mutual.

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More Videos


I've posted another video. I made this a few years ago, and updated an ending last year. It's called An American Family. Please to Enjoy.

I'm gone,
CS

3 comments:

Monkees1 said...

That video was great! Very sad, but really well done. I love the picture of your Grandpa and Scrappy taking a nap together on the chair.

Heather said...

I miss you and I want to go feed beer to goats too...but I'm stuck in Kansas City doing bad ballet...

PS Ella is adorable

ChuckSuede said...

Miss you too hon. We agree, Ella is adorable. She's teething right now so she's adorably fussy. Take lots of notes on the bad ballet, maybe you can sell them to Christopher Guest for his next Mockumentary movie.