tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36901762010-02-08T09:49:11.472-08:00Bob Boze Bell's Big Bad Book of Bad Diary EntriesIf you've ever wondered what it's like to run a magazine or how crazy my personal life is, be sure to read the behind-the-scenes peek at the daily trials and tribulations of running True West. Culled straight from my Franklin Daytimer, it contains actual journal entries, laid out raw and uncensored. Some of it is enlightening. Much of it is embarrassing, but all of it is painfully true.
Are you a True West Maniac? Get True West for LIFE...Click here!Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comBlogger2887125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-73395332502454687982010-02-08T09:48:00.001-08:002010-02-08T09:49:11.483-08:00February 8, 2010Back from a week of teaching a graphic arts class at Orme Ranch School which is about 70 miles north of Cave Creek. Really hard work. I apologized to Kathy for all my years of thinking she had a cake job when she taught eighth grade math. Was I ever a nut job! She taught 25-30 Westsiders for nine months and I tried to ride herd on seven high schoolers for five days, and the sad Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-8520465593755384832010-02-03T16:18:00.001-08:002010-02-03T16:18:38.778-08:00February 3, 2010 Had a half day of classes today at Orme Ranch School, so I drove down off the mountain to feed the chickens, pet the dog and stroke Honey Boy Roy, the name Kathy came up for the new studio cat. He's a cuddler. Name fits. I had a rough start with my students (for a first-time teacher, I have to say it was really hard work to get a rise out of them) on Monday, but they seem to Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-35788221746235702342010-01-31T15:02:00.001-08:002010-01-31T15:35:25.089-08:00January 31, 2010 Packing for my trip up the mountain tomorrow morning to Orme Ranch School. Going to be teaching a class on illustration and creating graphic novels to a dozen students at the international school (Robert Ray kidded me, last week, that perhaps they can teach me "How To Finish A Graphic Novel". Ha. Touche, Sir Snippy). I've never taught a class before, so Kathy, an ex-teacher, Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-45294239448184841552010-01-30T16:55:00.001-08:002010-01-30T16:55:51.170-08:00January 30, 2010 Man, did this month evaporate, or what? Nice day at home, although I did go into the office to finish up an overview-redesign on our travel issue. Did several roughs for layout consideration, but our server is acting up, not responding, so I couldn't even send email. Frustrating. Called Robert Ray at home, but the phone fix didn't work (take out the router jack on the little Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-53256593545694154452010-01-29T15:47:00.001-08:002010-01-29T15:47:54.797-08:00January 29, 2010As an update, so far, I have never made it to 10,000 steps a day. The closest I came was about 6,500 and man, that was walking almost all the time. I lost my pedometer at the Desert Ridge 3-D showing of Avatar a couple weeks ago. Had my feet up on the stadium seating railing and the pedometer, which hooked to my belt, must have slipped off and fallen behind the seats. I realized Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-46061581084305914632010-01-29T09:42:00.001-08:002010-01-29T09:42:49.819-08:00January 29, 2010 Last night, Kathy and I met Deena Bean and Aaron up at C4 (Cave Creek Coffee Company) to take in Open Mike Night, hosted by Mad Coyote Joe. Stayed out way too late, but really enjoyed the music. I had forgotten how enriching music can be. One young guitarist told a story about being in Montana and meeting a pretty girl and she told him to meet her at Glacier Lake which was Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-22839248564177226082010-01-28T14:04:00.001-08:002010-01-28T14:11:58.244-08:00January 28, 2010I am writing this with a big grin on my face. Why? Because a half century ago (actually 55 years ago, almost to the day), I had a dream of someday owning a fringed-leather pullover just like the Range Rider's, and now I'm wearing it as I type this:TV was a brand new phenom and we were living in Swea City, Iowa where my dad had a Phillip's 66 gas station. We were one of the first Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-49860062853007353502010-01-28T09:35:00.001-08:002010-01-28T09:45:16.160-08:00January 28, 2010 Yesterday we met with Marshall Trimble here at the True West offices about doing something regarding the state of Arizona closing numerous parks, including the Tombstone Courthouse. Here is what Marshall came up with:ARIZONA HERITAGE FUND AND STATE PARKS Everyone knows these are tough times and I don’t know anybody who hasn’t been hurt by it but do we have to sacrifice our Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-17491422716078623392010-01-27T16:10:00.001-08:002010-01-27T16:10:41.315-08:00January 27, 2010I'm flying to Lubbock, Texas on Friday for a speech at the Ranching Heritage Association, then up to Orme Ranch for a round of teaching the next Monday thru Friday. Then off to Utah on February 10 for a speech to history teachers. Going to be busy.Had lunch with Marshall Trimble at El Encanto. Had fun telling each other historic lies. Got rather deep. Also talked about a possible Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-76184085379576952112010-01-27T09:49:00.001-08:002010-01-27T09:49:58.153-08:00January 27, 2010 Cloudy and overcast again this morning. Walked down to the Rockaway Hills crossing this morning to look at the storm damage. Looks like Cave Creek crested at about 12 to 15 feet. It's running about three inches right now. I have a couple of favorite art patrons. One is a highway patrolman in the midwest named Ryan Marcy. He has purchased about a dozen of my original images Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-30922771547041959202010-01-26T14:38:00.001-08:002010-01-26T14:38:46.728-08:00January 26, 2010Lots of people saw the PBS premiere of Wyatt Earp last night. I know because I have been getting comments, emails and blog postings about it all day. Most have been positive.I really didn't like my performance. I looked pained and not unlike a grizzled old man recovering from a heart attack. Plus, I flubbed a line about Virgil Earp walking out of the "Oriental Hotel." I was Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-26297042713654253562010-01-26T11:38:00.001-08:002010-01-26T11:38:25.943-08:00January 26, 2010 Mark Gardner just sent me another photo of a very controversial New Mexico character, Oliver Lee:Considered by some to be the killer of Albert Fountain and his six-year-old son, Oliver Lee, got off due in part to the expert lawyering of Albert Fall (who, by the way, Mark tells me is the third guy kneeling from the right in the Garrett photo).Anybody know the year of the car? Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-39549459114099415842010-01-26T08:37:00.001-08:002010-01-26T08:37:21.137-08:00January, 26, 2010Got this photo yesterday from Mark Gardner, who has been following our Size Matters quest:It's not hard to spot Juan Largo's tall frame in the back row. I have never seen this photo. According to Mark, it's from the Center for Southwest Research, UNM (they don't charge a use fee).The interesting thing, to me, is that the guy to the left of Garrett is probably about 5.5 or 5.7 andBob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-57291518308465101482010-01-25T14:58:00.001-08:002010-01-25T16:29:04.755-08:00January 25, 2010Tonight is the broadcast premiere of the PBS American Experience show Wyatt Earp which I worked on. If you see fast moving clouds, I helped the crew find those locations on a scouting trip to Cochise County last Spring, and if you hear ridiculous statements about Wyatt Earp, that's Jim Dunham.That's a joke. All of us who are talking heads are at the mercy of the writers and Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-67049292475471634182010-01-25T08:34:00.000-08:002010-01-25T08:35:23.727-08:00January 25, 2010Skies have cleared but we supposedly have another storm coming by Wednesday. Came in the office early to get ready for tomorrow's design meeting. Dan the Man is coming out and we are going over some of the new tidbits we are developing for the new year. Always exciting. We've got some great stuff.Speaking of Dan the Man, he and I were really into re-enacting when we were kids (we Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-66025013636607814062010-01-24T14:51:00.000-08:002010-01-24T14:52:08.324-08:00January 24, 2010Spoke yesterday to a standing room only crowd at the Cave Creek Museum. Sold a box full of books (plus three Even Lower Blows) Talked a bit about surviving last Friday's historic 100 year flood.I think this is my fifth, or sixth 100 year flood. I distinctly remember the one in 2000, and I want to say there was one in 1993, one in, maybe 1983, one in 1976 and I know there was one Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-47883069218231408742010-01-23T10:43:00.001-08:002010-01-23T10:43:10.929-08:00January 23, 2010 It's Thomas Charles' birthday today. He's 27 and actually has a job (he was in the Peace Corp in Peru for over two years). Speaking of which, late last week he sent me this email:Dad,I know you probably heard this way too much at KSLX but Bill [Glenn] had a ZZ Top CD in the other night and Just Got Paid Today came on. Holy Moses that's a bad ass song. Talk about standing the Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-73466103626057310552010-01-22T11:38:00.001-08:002010-01-22T11:38:34.470-08:00January 22, 2010 It is a blessing to have good friends and a double blessing if they are scholars obsessed with all things Billy the Kid. Case in point: My good friend Lynda Sanchez from Lincoln, New Mexico suggested we do a Classic Gunfight on an incident that took place at Fort Stanton, New Mexico. Utilizing her fine book on the subject, I came up with the following narrative:November 1, Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-3575925552661793782010-01-21T15:12:00.001-08:002010-01-21T15:12:17.951-08:00January 21, 2010It started raining last night at about 1:30 in the morning and it's been raining all day. One of our local staffers, Joe Freedman, went out for lunch and checked out Grapevine Wash (we both have to traverse it on the way home) and came back to report it was running about six inches deep and rising.Got a call from Kathy at 2:30 asking me to come home before the washes get any Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-6229003770452296622010-01-21T09:23:00.001-08:002010-01-21T09:23:52.888-08:00January 21, 2010The third storm is upon us. Started last night about 1:30 in the morning and it has been drizzling and dribbling ever since. Washes all running (I go through 5 on my way into town) but nothing major yet, although our yoga instructor, Debbie P., did not make it in this morning (she lives across from us on the other side of Cave Creek).The Daily DribbleIf you are reading this Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-91737550288726811352010-01-20T15:19:00.001-08:002010-01-20T15:19:18.636-08:00January 20, 2010 Got another intriguing email from Dan Buck on the haphazard aspect of pegging outlaws:"Exhibit A regarding the notion that height measurements of outlaws were imprecise. This morning, among our Pinkerton paraphernalia, I came across the mugshot card for Ben Kilpatrick when he was arrested in St. Louis in 1901. His height is given as 6.1, which is 1 5/8 inches taller that whatBob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-8087278387464993222010-01-20T13:52:00.001-08:002010-01-20T13:52:54.258-08:00January 20, 2010 One of the dilemmas for us history fanatics (and Hollywood costumers, as well) is, how did city folk dress for posse duty? One school (the 30s and 40s Hollywood version) has the entire posse made up of cowboys. Or, at least they all wear cowboy duds, complete with chaps and tall crowned hats. The other version is to have the city guys wear pretty much what they wear in town (Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-1217781540138803902010-01-20T08:36:00.001-08:002010-01-20T08:36:38.522-08:00January 20, 2010Without further ado, the launch of a new segment:The Daily DribbleSecond big storm soaked us good last night. Rain lasted until past midnite. Creek really ripping this morning. Heard it from the chicken coop (about 200 yards away). Took Peaches for a walk about 7:30 and went up Old Stage and down Rockaway Hills to the creek crossing north of us. Water running about ten yards wide Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-57886075851353264002010-01-19T14:34:00.001-08:002010-01-19T14:34:54.603-08:00January 19, 2010Just got word that the writer Robert Parker has died at the age of 77, "just sitting at his desk" at his home in Cambridge, Mass. The news of Parker's death on Monday has been confirmed by Parker's U.S publisher, Putnam; an official statement is expected later today, though on Twitter a representative wrote: "R.I.P beloved author Robert B. Parker. You were indeed a Grand Master, Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690176.post-78140482500085501412010-01-19T09:09:00.001-08:002010-01-19T09:09:39.380-08:00January 19, 2010 Got this missive this morning:Bob,"I have to finally speak up. You keep writing dribble while the world is collapsing around your ears. There aren’t a whole lot of 'good historical' people about. "Your web site has seen a massive desertion of positive contributors while you keep writing dribble! I don’t mean to belittle what you have to say, but it’s insignificant compared to Bob Bozehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884865420067145231noreply@blogger.com