It’s no secret … I’m a HUGE Buffett fan. My regular readers already know this but for all my new followers, I thought I’d share this page with you.
I went to my first concert in 1985 and almost every year since then, I see him in concert. With the exception of about 8 years, I’ve seen him twice a year at different venues. I’ve honestly lost track of the number of concerts, so someone do the math for me.
One of my favorite concerts was in Knoxville, TN in 1988. The band Little Feat opened for Buffett and for some reason, we were able to sneak up until the 10th row to see the concert. I’ve never been so close to the stage and to this day, I’d swear to it … Buffett looked at me and smiled.
I’ve been blogging about how Buffett has affected my life and my authentic journey so I thought I’d put them all in one place. I’m also a big Pinterest addict so in between the blog posts, take a look at some of the Pinterest pins that I’ve made that I’ve posted to my Pinterest board: Buffett and the Parrotheads. (click on the link to follow my board)
I have my own definition of Songlines. The concept is more than just a YouTube video that we all share on Facebook. It’s about moments. Something in these songs brings us back to that place. (read more)
Lately I feel like I’m living in a Jimmy Buffett song when I talk to my son Jake. One of these days, the kid is gonna break out in song and say, “I don’t know where I’m gonna go when the volcano blows!” (read more)
I’ve been reading (or really re-reading) the book called A Pirate Looks at Fifty by Jimmy Buffett. I was reading the part in the book where Buffett talks about his parents and the expectations they had for him when he became an adult. I started thinking about my parents and what they think about where I am in my life. (read more)
Not only is that the name of one of my favorite Jimmy Buffett songs, it’s pretty spot on for the description of life in Florida during hurricane season. Our weather has been out of whack this week as the rest of the country. I really missed winter this year but of course, I live in Orlando so we don’t deal with snow or ice. We just get a break from the heat and get to leave our windows open to clear out our air conditioned filter homes. (read more)
If you’re a regular reader of this blog, you already know about my love for Jimmy Buffett. My first concert was in 1985 in the old Fox Theater in Atlanta. I had no idea when I walked into those doors that I would leave a full-fledged Parrothead. I don’t know if was the feeling within the crowd, the music, the many adult beverages I consumed … all I know is I was hooked. (read more)