Tom Tuerff's Glob -- er, Blog, or something

THE FUN THAT IS PRESCOTT...

This year, I went up to Prescott alone for the Prescott Folk Festival and I was able to stay all day!

Not once did anyone come up to me and say, "DAD, I'M BORED!!! THIS SUCKS!"

Last year, my WIFE even said that.

Hell, last year, my DOG even said that.

I, as always had a good time regardless. But I didn't feel hurried.

Talked with Joe Bethancourt (who didn't play till Sunday, darn him), saw John Lambert and Renee Rivers play (my GOD her girls are getting big) and participated in a fantastic songwriters circle.

I also suffered from Dumbshit Syndrome when, during my own set, I started singing my song "Baby Boomer," fully aware that Nancy Freeman, who sings with me on the CD, was sitting RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, and it didn't occur to me to ask her to sing the song with me. I apologized later and told her I owed her a Ragged Queen. Much as I wish that was a stiff drink in a bar, it's actually the song I sing with her from her upcoming CD "Stardust County." Sho' nuff, at her set later, she called me on it and we did the song together. We sounded good.

The rest of her set was fantastic, too.

Rick Sonder paid me a nice compliment and said my CD is great music for listening to while you're driving across California to get to Arizona. Ever the smartass, I immediately asked him, "So how far did you get before you tossed it out the window?"

He snapped right back: "Quartzite."

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More on my trip to Wisconsin:

-- Went to Miller Park to see what it looked like. It's weirder looking than Chase Field but the new Cardinals Stadium has 'em both wooped.

-- How's this for a sobering reminder that you're getting older? The bar that the reunion was held at was situated next to a CEMETARY.

-- The German Food Place I ate at had a great name: Weissgerber's Gasthaus.

-- I even had a couple of wursts for lunch at a restaurant in the Milwaukee airport and they were good, too. Certainly not the worst wurst I've ever had.

-- I spent Sunday morning in a field near a little town called Pewaukee attempting to shoot pictures of a flock of Canada geese. They got wise to me though, and kept moving away. So I shot some "just-turning-color" trees. I was told that I missed "great color" season by about two weeks.

-- Also picked up a great new prop for my act! But you'll have to come see me to see what it is.

TT