I was having a ball playing my guitar when my Father informed me one day that the Johns’ don’t play for a living, we work. Suddenly I was the assistant manager of Loomer Lanes in Transcona where he got me the job even though I didn’t a bowl. After a few months and being a bit of a smart ass, I thought what the hell and applied for the managers job at a brand new Bowling Alley which was under construction. This one was gonna be special though because it also contained a pool room and pool I know about as I spent most of my time getting my street education at one while attending TCI.
I met with the owners of the new place who told me that they were impressed with me but in order for us to proceed I needed to be a certified bowling instructor so off to the Brunswick School Of Bowling I go. I aced the test and about a month later they called to offer me the job which included a nice fat salary plus bonus incentives but unfortunately or maybe not I had just been recently hired by CKY as a part time board op. The CKY job paid minimum wage which was a dollar an hour but as I was recently engaged my Mother broke out in tears when she overheard me turn the bowling alley folks down because I had started my brand new career. She was very upset because the wedding was less then a year away and how was I going to support myself let alone a Wife with my new career which only paid a dollar an hour and was also only part time. When my Father came home later that night he surprisingly backed me telling my Mom that it was the first time he had ever seen me excited about any kind of work so he thought they should back me. He told me that I better give it everything I’ve got. I did Dad!
I think one of the reasons we talk about the past a lot is because you know what to say about it. What the hell do you say about the future.
Why do people who don’t play guitar own guitars. My oldest has three, my youngest one has one, and of course neither play.
They changed the name of Global Warming to Climate Change just in the nick of time because back home in Transcona it may still be snowing which would have made them look like idiots.
Free speech does not guarantee immunity.
Once is never enough but maybe it should be.
It’s not about failing its about whether or not you accept it.
I’m not sure how to achieve happiness but I know for sure that I’m not sad when I’m excited and I do know what excites me.
Women are the only ones who know when it’s inappropriate to have sex.
Artistic things never happen naturally.
The goal of every entertainer should be to act somewhat like they’re not doing it just for the money.
Has there ever been an NFL team that became anything special without a charismatic coach leading them.
Leave it to my long time friend George Johns to come up with the best definition of “tattoo” that I’ve ever heard!
I’m sure I must of heard or read it somewhere else Bill but I’ll take the stroke(-:
Happy Father’s Day George!
Thank you pretty Lady!
Paul Harvey had a great definition of a tattoo. He called it a permanent expression of a temporary emotion.
I concede to Mr. Harvey, Randy.