tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823625636675642409.post3028579296579817675..comments2024-03-14T04:07:39.792-07:00Comments on Earl Pomerantz: Just Thinking...: "Saddle Up - Part Nine"Earl Pomerantzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16963705121297866334noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823625636675642409.post-66707828549909822902008-06-24T15:45:00.000-07:002008-06-24T15:45:00.000-07:00one of my favorite memories of growing up was the ...one of my favorite memories of growing up was the summer nights on the rez when they'd do an outdoor showing of <I>cheyenne autumn</I> up against the side of the trading post. everybody watching had relatives from apache and navajo sides of the family who were extras. speaking the language we were able to hear the women singing a dirty song in honor of the cavalry, and able to understand what was really being said instead of what was in the subtitles.<BR/><BR/>it was always a great time of high humor and art.<BR/><BR/>and yes, listening while wiping, and scrambling are all good skills to have in a western.The Minstrel Boyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00697821546165315014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823625636675642409.post-45446267318184891532008-06-24T09:59:00.000-07:002008-06-24T09:59:00.000-07:00How you survived in that industry, I'll never know...How you survived in that industry, I'll never know. Kindest regards, as always.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823625636675642409.post-15758503367583375992008-06-24T08:46:00.000-07:002008-06-24T08:46:00.000-07:00Re: Scramblers. There's a sad, apocryphal story th...Re: Scramblers. There's a sad, apocryphal story that one of the regular scramblers couldn't get pregnant. She went to the town's doctor. Doc told her it was definitely work related. She had scrambled eggs.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com