January 12, 2011
I’m on a bus
I’ll be in Houston till Monday looking over the footage I accumulated for the costume documentary. Probably won’t be posting much. Have fun.
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I’ll be in Houston till Monday looking over the footage I accumulated for the costume documentary. Probably won’t be posting much. Have fun.
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Actually, tomorrow at noon.
I hope you plan to let us see the documentary. I’m looking forward to it, when you’re ready to share.
Of course! I haven’t looked at the footage since I recorded it, so this is just a chance to look through it, with Aaron, so I can see what I think is there.
Oooh, on a bus, do tell when you get the chance.
Yeah, it’s been a long time since I’ve done that. In college I had a couple marathon bus trips. I’m looking forward (?) to seeing how much, if at all, things have changed.
Last time I rode the Dog, which wasn’t all that long ago, it was actually nicer than a lot of Amtrak trains I’ve ridden.
I love buses. I also love trains. I have a big hope that people will come to visit us in Marfa via train. It stops in Alpine, 25 minutes away. We’ll pick y’all up.
Safe travels, sweet Deron.
I been at that Amtrak stop in Alpine.
I love trains too.
Cindy, I hope, once you’re both there, Danny and I will ride the train west to meet you in Alpine. Sounds transcendant. (ent?) I’m saying these words out loud just so they come to be one day.
I don’t so much love crowded trains conveying college kids from School to Home. I rode the Illini from Carbondale to Chicago (as a grown-up) too many times — so many times, in fact, that once I booked the cheapest sleeping compartment on the City of New Orleans (same route) just so I could be alone and have some peace on an eight-hour ride to a meeting in Chicago.
City of New Orleans.
Part of the soundtrack of my senior year in high school.
My former neighborhood post office in Chicago is now named the Steve Goodman Post Office.
That Alpine train stop is nice. Not a station–just a stop.
Rick, it will be wonderful. It will happen.
I confess I got righteously sick of that song, mainly through having heard Arlo’s version 15,879 times, but lately I’ve come around to it again. And this is a touching clip of Goodman performing his own song in 1972 on “Old Grey Whistle Test”.
Enjoy, Deron!
Safe journey, Deron. We are on autopilot until you return. God help us all!