Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Where it all began...

Sometimes things come our way when we least expect it.  Sometimes we least expect it because we just asked.  Take me for example.  I began wanting and praying for a tour.  One landed in my lap less than a month later!  Next thing I know I'm on a plane to New Mexico, being pulled aside by airport security after my kick pedal went through the X-ray machine, getting stuck at another airport on the runway because a decal fell off of my plane, and finally sitting in a coffee shop blogging.

Well, everybody always says, "Next thing I know."  Really?  Nothing happened between the two?  Nobody ever fills the gaps in their stories.  That always bothers me, so...

Right after getting called for this tour, I immediately called my favorite drum shop to see if they had some things I would be needing.  Being the nice guys they are they offered to put everything aside for me for my convenience.  They really are very nice, but maybe a little hard of hearing or REALLY bad at using a pen.  In all of my newbie glory and excitement I rushed to the drum shop.  With a little new-found confidence in my voice I informed the guy why I was in the store.

"Hi, you guys have some stuff on hold for me."

Eager to serve a faithful customer, he replied, "Oh yeah, I got some stuff right here...forrrrrrrrr...Mr. Scoop?"

Confused, but quickly catching on, I reminded him being a superstar has not made me better than him.

"Please man, my friends just call me Mr. Scott."

Here's the amazing thing about this incident.  After apologizing and correcting himself he seemed to have figured out that I'm the same exact Richard who shops often at the shop.  Well, I was wrong.  He reverted to calling me Mr. Scoop!?!  So, now I know where "next thing I know" came from.  Those four words form one of the greatest story telling tools...ever.

It's how people avoid telling you about looking slightly less than awesome.

Having learned my lesson, I created this blog where I will most likely forget what I learned and fill in all of my stories' gaps.  If anything, I can hope this will inspire more people to frequently shorten their tales of triumph through the use of that ingenious 4-word phrase.

* Note, I am fully aware I am not a superstar

** I am also fully aware that "forrrrrrr" may not be the best way to imply hesitation in someones voice. Well, this blog may end up helping you avoid looking silly in life.  I'm doing you a service, so let me have a quirk or two. 



6 comments:

  1. Dear Mr. Scoop,
    Please puts lots of pics on this to document your journey. Also, if you pass a Taco John's, I fully expect you to stop the RV to get a crunchy burrito. Also, post a pic of the RV. Bobo

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  2. Scoop Dog,

    Congrats on the tour, bud! I'm so pumped for you. All your hard work has paid off. I'm looking forward to reading your stories from the road.

    Peace,

    Evan (that fraternity brother in Nashville that never calls you)

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  3. Scoop,

    I don't think the new roommates will compare with me. Enjoy doing what you love!! Becca and I wish you all the best!!

    -Foles

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  4. So now that you're a big shot drummer.... Don't let it go to your head, it's like being the smartest guy in summer school. Be safe, play hard, eat light, shower often.

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  5. Scoop,

    Will you guys maybe play a show on an airplane? I'm going to be spending lots of time on them in the near future and I think you'd have a captive audience.

    Cheers

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  6. So what's the latest with y'alls tour? Curious minds would like to know. Hope you guys have gotten back on track after the tour bus hickup.

    -Mike and Becca

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