Davenport, IA date

That's where I saw it too Lee.  It was taken off when Joe said they were not posting till totally confirmed.  I'm hoping it makes a reappearance   If it does, will you make this one,too? Or too far?  Can't wait to see you in September Lee   thanks, Patty

It's not on Joe's tour page, but it looks like it may be Sept. 9! http://www.redstoneroom.com/
We saw Walter Trout at the Surf Ballroom on July 6, a day after he played the Redstone Room and Walter's keyboard player Sammy Avila said it was a great, state-of-the-art venue. I think tickets go on sale to the general public 4 weeks prior. Looks like we may be bound for Davenport!

Pollstar has just been updated with two dates now in Iowa, added the date at the Redstone.

http://pollstar.com/tour/searchall.pl?C … earch.y=14

BluesMan wrote:

Shredit wrote:

Easy Patty, you think you got it bad. According to Pollstar, I got Joe in my back yard. Check this out, 5 shows in 9 days, the longest drive is 3 hours, I'll probably have "JDAWG" riding shot gun for more than a couple of those. Then me and my queen are flying to Tulsa to hook up with those " 2 women", then driving to Dallas for a SRV shredfest. ( I'm going to need a new liver, and kidneys after that! ) (lol)

Shred

Take it easy Shred! Sounds like it could be a dangerous venture with you and JDAWG on the road together for a couple of shows. I don't want to read in USA Today about how the two of you were arrested running naked down some busy steet while carrying Joe on your shoulders yelling, "Joe, You Da Man!!" Not only would this be shocking for all of us, but I'm not sure Joe would ever get over the psychological damage that he would suffer!!.......LOL!!

Roy

Now Roy, if that were to happen in Tulsa while I am there......we will have photos! Yikes!

~Rhonda

So am I considered to be one of "those two women"? lol

Shred....what are you telling your wife!

~Rhonda

Shredit wrote:

Believe me, nothing fazes her, she is so mellow. She reads probably everything I post, knows my password too! She is so cool to me, not many people can hang with me I'm wired  different than most. She is excited to meet you and Patty, even told me to be cool, " dont go acting crazy, there going to think your nuts!"

Shred

Shred, that's it! We've got to party with our wives some day. My wife is just the same as yours, except a little more excitable (irritable?). Whenever I go out with the boys or with the gang from work all she tells me is, "be careful." When we go out with other couples several of us are rather loony and like to drink, so she usually ends up driving home while I sing in the car.

Got to tell you a story.....

When my daughter was 3 years old we were invited to my wife's cousin's wedding in Minneapolis. The drive is close to 350 miles for us so, of course, we're going to stay over night. Turns out the wedding reception is at the hotel that we're staying at and before dinner it's a free bar. So of course, everyone is drinking like a fish. Well, we eat dinner and the free bar turns into a cash bar, but that doesn't stop anyone. When the reception winds down at midnight, several of us decide it's too early to turn in so we go to the hotel bar and start drinking Beaujolais wine. Well, we finish off the bars supply of Beaujolais so we switch to Cabernet Sauvignon. We must have almost cleared them out of that too because the last bottle we opened must have been bad because it really tasted bad. Finally, we retire for the evening (actually morning).

The next day I wake to the lovely sound of my wife throwing up in the bathroom. I've got a freight train doing circles in my brain, and you guessed it, I toss my cookies several times too. Now, we're 350 miles from home, both hung over (actually, I was still drunk) and we have a 3 year old with us. We had just purchased a new Taurus station wagon and I know that I'm not done heaving, so my wife decides to drive and I bring the VERY necessary plastic puke bags with me.

We get into the car, buckle my daughter into her safety chair and head out.....so I thought. My wife can't find the exit to the parking lot so around and around the hotel we go. Finally, as we finish our third lap I tell my wife, "pull the f***ing car over." I'm now white as a ghost so I say, "honey, whatever you do you MUST find the exit and get us on the road NOW!" Thank goodness she finds the exit and we're now on the freeway. After about three miles I'm already trying to empty what's left in my stomach into one of the plastic bags so she pulls off the freeway into another hotel's parking lot. She runs into the hotel and asks how much for the night. It was $95 (a lot for 1994) and asks me, "what do you think?" I tell her that's a little steep and if I can keep my eyes shut maybe I'll be ok.

Well, it was a good try as I continue my intimate relationship with the plastic bags. My daughter even noticed when se said, "mommy, why does daddy keep coughing in that bag?" My wife, not wanting to get into a big discussion of what a hangover is with our little girl says, "daddy has a very bad cold today." And we continue down the highway.......the longest 350 miles of my life!!

Morale of the story: Never, ever go to a wedding where the reception is at the hotel you're staying at. It can be a life changing experience!!

Roy