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 MONDAY, DECEMBER 23, 2013
UNDER HOUSE ADVENURES

During the deep freeze a week ago, we forgot to keep the water dripping in the bathroom
sink and the pipes froze. I girded my loins and screwed my courage to the crawling point
and went under the house towing an electric heater on a long extension cord and much to
my surprise -- it was warm under there. Gazing to the left I spied the reason why. The heating
duct from the furnace had come apart and warm air was flowing freely explaining why
the furnace hadn't been warming the house in its usual efficient way.

I called a lot of heating companies and found out they were all booked solid for two weeks
and it would be a minium of 250 bucks when they did come out. Forget that. I called my
old woodsman buddy, Dave Barton and he said he'd help me (the break was in such an
awkward spot it would take two people to fix it) so I said bring a roll of the strongest duct
tape you can find.

We were both on our backs on either side of the round plastic insulated duct attached at
one end to a sheet metal cylinder that slipped out of the other end necessitating both of us
to jam the cylinder back in and hold it while Dave loosened some duct tape from the roll,
got it going around the cylinder and heating duct, then passed it under to me and I kept
rolling it onto the duct and cylinder and around and around we went until the whole thing
from one end to the other was solid heating duct, no way that sucker was going to come
loose again.

The heater was in place thawing the pipes. The heating duct was repaired. We closed up
the opening under the house and retired to the kitchen table where we celebrated with
an Evan Walker whiskey and Schwepps ginger ale.











We're in the midst of a week long deep freeze with nine inches of snow, quite
unusual for the Willamette Valley, making for lots of outside work keeping
the animals in food and water, hauling wood to the house from the wood shed,
keep the woodstove humming, getting the rigs running, good thing we have
the tractor to run up and down the driveway, allow the car to get out when
we have to go somewhere, schools all closed and my wife is a teacher and
chomping to get back to the students, and to top it off a bad head cold has
its grips on my head, kaff kaff, all to explain I haven't turned on the computer
until today for things are easing up, temp rising, cold getting better, Phil Lesh
jamming in November in Central Park on the headphones, I'll try to put more
on the website but first must shower and shave and get primped up for a trip to the dentist.



JAMBANDS.COM INTERVIEW WITH BUDDY CAGE



Brian Robbins is the interviewer and starts off with:

"As cool as the newly-released Sunshine Daydream box set is – documenting the
Grateful Dead’s sun-scorched, “Field Trip” benefit fo  Chuck and Sue Kesey's
Springfield Creamery on August 27, 1972 – and as neat as it’s been lately to relive
that historic day, there’s one fact that nobody’s mentioned much.

Did you know that the New Riders Of The Purple Sage opened for the Dead ?"

                  FOR THE REST OF THE INTERVIEW, CLICK ON

                                                  BUDDY TELLS ALL



SUNDAY, OCTOBER 27, 2013




So they asked me why there were no long haired people on the bus. A blast from a past
experience We're trying to get to the right place, the space between the now and the plow,
so we might get this ground turned over into something worthwhile. The answer is, in
1964 long hair wasn't in vogue yet. Besides that, hair is a pain in the ass to have to take
care of. Short hair means you don't have to do anything but run a wash cloth through it.
All that garbage of makeup and deodorant and cologne, who needs it, it's taking your
precious time and sapping your precious energy and you're not dealing with your natural
self except of course for the oils and lubricants to keep your body slick. It's gravity and
friction we're working against. Path of least resistance, that's the secret.

-- KapnKen

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