You mean you have *other* undergarment pics?! Hmmm... *fanning herself* Just what are you keeping all to yourself, Miss Donnah?
Anyway, thanks for this one. It makes a very nice early birthday present for yours truly. :)

I got undergarment pics, no garment pics. Want a special one for your birthday?

Starla, the undergarment series doesn't hold a candle to the "back to nature" series (and I know you know what I mean). A very happy birthday to you.....of course in the "back to nature" series, Duane is wearing his birthday suit for you!

There will be no discussion of gear this week since we can't see what ax he is using in this picture......we can only see that the music he was making was taking him to that special place!

Now remember everyone......we will not be using the word lipstick in any form!;)

Thank you profusely Dear Donnah, our Queen of Peach.

Wail on, Skydog!

Good grief...why didn't I tell you my birthday was last month? I would have had a special request!

*gasps, clasps hands* Oh.. oh... oh yes! Yes, Donnah, please! *clutches self and bounces up and down* Will you please?! That would be so... excellent!
My b-day is actually tomorrow, so no big rush. (Well, not really....) Oooh, I can hardly wait!

Well for one..*visions of Starla 'clutching' herself..* aside, These T-shirt shots (hardly undergarments for a Flardaboy) all seem to have Skydog switching sides with the strap..??

Hawh..bout dat. Where's and investigative
Allman reporter when you need one ?

In the moonliiiiggghhttt , See that Skydog Wailing on..
Well, Mr. Undertaker..Take this coffin from my home..

If you Palin groupies will quit mentally undressing the master for a moment, you may notice a rock god, lost to us now, burning up in the blue light of the road. "The blue light was my baby, the red light was my mind." (Robert Johnson)

Paco, don't get me confused with anybody else. I am no Palin groupie.

I knew you weren't Starla; that was bait to catch an ally -- I'm surrounded by the "Republican base" 'round here.

Thanks for stepping up. But enough politics. If you want to continue, as I certainly would, to discuss such matters, meet me at
paco_k_999@yahoo.com

Peace.

You mean the base Republicans, right? lol

I have to much concern over unnecessary polarization of the debate generally, and my view of Gov. Palin is so negative, let me "Southern Gentleman" outta my slip this way: I have too much respect for the space Donnah built for us, this great photo journal we visit on Wednesdays, and my friends here, to go political now. I have found that my grandmother's "no politics and no religion" rule re: dinner works more broadly when my mouth is involved.

"Eat a Peach for Peace"

Good thinkin', Paco. Grandma was right.

Im sure the right terminalogy would be briefs here, not boxers! Ole Duane just didnt seem to be a boxer kinda guy.

And he was...here...much too briefly! (sorry,couldnt help myself here :>)

Seriously though, heres a snipet of a memory of long ago and I dont remember where it came from.

saw Duane twice at Stony Brook, 7-16-70 & 9-19-71 early show (part of the the archive release). The last time was as close to a musical religious experience as it gets. I was fortunate to have seats about 5 rows back and toward stage left. Greg was directly in front and Duane was slightly to the left. I'll always remember Duane's stance- almost on tip toes, head and shoulders tilted forward, eyes half-closed, shaggy hair flying, his face contorted in revelation of each searing musical passage, master crasftsman channeling everything into creating that sound. Could any candle have burned brighter or on reflection, continue to burn so brightly?

I dont think his candle ever burnt out, he just left for another dimension!

So, y'all lets drink one for the gang, or whats left of them, every single one. And drink one for the master of slide guitar! Heres to you Duane! Wail on man, wail on!

Amen to that, Remembering. How lucky you are to be able to remember that firsthand.

As an old buddy, also long departed, would have said, I think some of you women (paco included) have got the vapors. Bejus, leave the ferkin' politics and silly schoolgirl fainting at the door. This is a post about Skydog, dammit. Get a grip, people. Wail on, indeed.

Hey Owen, most likely the picture's been reversed. That definitely looks like the right side of Duane's nose there. ;-)

That wouldn't change ..oh I get ya, he looks like a lefty in this..since it's reversed. Donnah wouldn't do that, nor would she vote along racial lines like
95 % of Obama's supporters do.

Hey y'all brought it up PACO !! Just couldn't keep that to yourself, huh ?? Besides, I think I am about the only dadblame repugnikkkan around here..beside Nancy.
If y'all were smart, you'd pop in on Joe and BO's facebook and tell them to keep it shut about the hockey mom, they just keep throwing gas on the fire...
I voted for Carter in 76..never again.
And this ain't the first time Duane put his strap on the right shoulder..and he used a pick with his slide sometimes. So there.

The blue light was my 'blues' and the red light was my mind...and all my love was in vain. RJ

Aw, you're just jealous, Mike. Get off my cloud, it's my birthday. Let us have our vapors. He's earned them.

Hell of a Day for a Birthday, Starla.. Have a very Happy One.. !!

Thank you, sugar! Yeah, I know, what a day. My 21st was completely and utterly ruined. Talk about your days that will live in infamy.

Donnah how about a second round for Starla's birthday? Sorry about the lipstick comment....just trying to have a little fun....I guess fun and politics just don't mix.

God Bless America on this day as we all remember.......

Wail on, (forever) Skydog!

Oh and Happy Birthday Starla!

Happy Birthday Starla. Back to my "vapors" cure.

And a big Thanks, Y'all and a peach-scented hug for all of you!

OK, a large birthday e-mail sent to Starla and Cindy.

Oh...
My...
God!!!
Donnah, Donnah, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!!! *huge hug and squeeze from Starla*
Man oh man! Do I even want to know how you came by those?
I swear I can count every rib he's got.
Wowwww! (Remember the scene in "When Harry Met Sally" at the deli? I know you do.) rofl
Okay, now I've made a huge, girly spectacle of myself. I'm sorry I ever laughed at my Nana for getting all swoony over old Elvis performances on TV.
*sinks down in contented exhaustion, wonders what boyfriend is going to make of it all* lol

Those were sent to me by a nice fellow who was given those proofs by the photographer.

Remind me, please, never to take my clothes off near anybody who might possibly have a camera. :)

Oh my Gawd..

What are you squawkin' about, Owen?

Not a thing, Donnah..

If I get to heaven before you..I won't say a word to Duane.

cheesecake indeed.

Do mention it, Owen. Make sure you drop my name, and when I come gliding up to the Pearly Gates (looking surprised and a little bewildered) make sure you point me out and say "Look! There she is! It's HER! Go over and say hi!" That way I will get to deliver the line from "Misery": "I'm your number-one fan!"
lol

Thank you Donnah......Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday from Donnah....Happy Birthday to me!

And Owen....make sure he brings his ax over when you see me coming up there.....I have to hear him before I can introduce myself. I will be blushing
after Donnah's wonderful gift and might forget to ask him to play.;).......na......that would never happen!

Wail on, Skydog!

I'm starting to feel a little sorry for Owen. It'll be like high school all over again: "Hi Owen. Who's your friend?" or "Oh, Hiiiiii! I'm Starla, how're you doing? Oh, Owen, hey. Didn't see you there." lol

I'd be the guy polishing Hot Lanta...

That's not allowed in Heaven, Owen.

Why wouldn't that be allowed, Donnah? Sounds like a mighty fine job to have....in Heaven, Hell or right here on earth......

And Owen, you had better be doing a good job on that there geetar...we will be watching....if Donnah and Duane will let you get near HotLanta that is.

I suspect Donnah thinks polishing of any sort is classified as work, which isn't supposed to be done in Heaven. However, I'm inclined to believe that any job that somebody happens to enjoy is quite permissible.

I would only do it my tent, Donnah.. under the covers.

And what goes on in the tents, stays in the tents!

This is my rifle, this is Hot Lanta..
This is for fighting, this is for fun..
..

This is Hot Lanta. There are many Les Paul's like it, but this one is Skydogs. It is his life. He mastered it as none before or since. Without Hot Lanta,he used the Tobaccoburst. Without the TBurst, He used Hot Lanta. He played them both true. He played better than the enemy who is trying to play Honkey Tonk Woman. He played Southern Rock before Ronnie Van Zant. Hot Lanta and I know that what counts in music is not the notes we play, or the amps we use, or the guy that sings. We know that it is the notes that count. We will make notes.

Hot Lanta is human, even as I am human, because it is Hot Lanta. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strengths, its parts, its accessories, its bridge and its neck. I will keep my Hot Lanta tuned and ready, even as I am tuned and ready. We will become part of each other.

Before God I swear this creed. Hot Lanta and I are the defenders of the South. We are the masters of the enemy. We are the saviors of ears.

"And as God as my witness, Hot Lanta and I will never go hungry again!"

Save our ears oh great southern defenders! (Fist pump from Cindy as she hums the Battle Hymn of the Republic)

Opps......I forgot,
ya'll are in heaven and I don't know if eating will be done there. Nevermind.........

*loud whistle*
Go, Owen!

Of course eating is done in Heaven! Eating whatever anybody wants! The bacon tastes like REAL bacon and is cooked as black as you like it. Real butter for everything, no margarine. All the popcorn tastes like movie popcorn. And peach ice cream that has actual peaches in it... all year round!

Margarine...ewwww

I never met a Hot Lanta I didn't like. -What's his name..

Ask not what Hot Lanta can do for you, but what YOU can do for Hot Lanta. J.F.K.

Hot Lanta, I find I like it too much, that is why I let Skydog play it.. R.E.L.

More Hot Lanta ! C.W.

A woman drove me to listen to Hot Lanta, I didn't even have the decency to thank her. W.C.F.

I agree on that Oleo but that peach ice cream sure does sound good!! YYYUUUUMMMMMMYYYY!

One more for you Owen....
Is that Hot Lanta or are you just glad to see me? MW

How bout these:
With a name like Hot Lanta, it has to be good.
Hot Lanta: it's time well spent.
I liked Hot Lanta so much, I bought the company!
Very few people seem to make really good peach ice cream. It's usually too sickly sweet. You need a little bit of a tang in there for me to want to eat it.

All I know is..Duane Allman was whipping some tang
out of that guitar..and that brings us full circle..Does it Not ??

Why Owen, you naughty thing! Was that what the French call a "double entendre?" :)

I guess...I don't know..did I say something wrong ?

I dunno, did you?
All I do know is when a man starts talking about a certain orange-flavored drink that you mix up... a smart girl keeps her wits about her. :)

You just better keep them wits under wraps there Starla Dahling..

Hey Donnah !! You got any Skydog under the counter
back there ???