Sammich (part 5)
I’m not a big rye guy so I have had my pastrami sandwiches at Sammich on a baguette instead. Good stuff.

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I’m not a big rye guy so I have had my pastrami sandwiches at Sammich on a baguette instead. Good stuff.
This post is another in the continuing saga of restoring photos posted on souraiders.com to their more complete selves.
Nearly a month ago the Southern Oregon University basketball teams played in Ashland. Today they return to action in Cascade Collegiate Conference games against Northwest Christian University at the Bob Riehm Arena. The women play at 5:30, and the men follow at 7:30 p.m.
The men’s game will be on TV (KDRV Newswatch 12). The winner will be in first place in the Cascade Conference.
A few nights ago Club 66 had a couple of cover or tribute bands on the bill. I didn’t know if I’d make it back from California in time to attend, but I did so I headed over to Club 66 @ 9 p.m., the supposed start time.
One of my pet peeves with the live music scene in Southern Oregon is that shows rarely start on time. If it was just five or ten minutes, it wouldn’t be a big deal, but frequently the first band won’t go on until more than an hour after the advertised start time. I have never encountered this elsewhere in the hundreds of shows I have been to in other states and countries. The shows I’ve been to in Eugene and Portland have all started on time so it seems to be an isolated issue in Southern Oregon. I no longer go to shows at Johnny B’s for this reason. Too many times I showed up at the scheduled 9 p.m. only to have to wait an hour or two for the first band to begin. A couple times I left rather than wait. Now I don’t bother going at all.
Anyway, everything appeared to be set up and ready to go for Jimi and/or Janis (Joplin impersonator Pearl Moon) at 9 p.m., but neither took the stage. At 10 p.m. the guy I was talking with had done enough waiting and he split. At 10:20 Jimi finally hit the stage, but I had to leave at 10:30. I would have come back to see the end after running my brief errand at 10:30 had they not jerked the audience around by starting nearly an hour and a half late. Instead I left for good. Too bad as it may have ended up being a good show. I’ll never know.
I’m sure it’s a white Christmas somewhere, maybe even in Ashland, but in Santa Barbara, no one even considers the thought. Today’s photo comes from the snow storm that hit Ashland almost three weeks ago. It still hadn’t fully melted when we left for California on December 21.