Man Cave

Every guy wants to have a man cave to relax in and lose some of the stresses of the work day. I have a man cave that I used to relax in and we did a lot of partying in over the years. Here’s my story.

Man Cave

 

I took over our finished basement many years ago for my Man Cave. Most all of our friends and relatives have partied down there at one time or another. I have an old juke box that is loaded with 50’s rock, honky-tonk country, and southern rock. I also kept a small refrigerator stocked full of ice cold beer. When we started clog dancing, I had a floating hardwood oak floor put on the basement floor so we  could practice down there. We found the floor worked very well for two stepping at parties also. I also set up my 300 watt stereo system down there when we wanted to listen to a record or CD music. I have 2 Fisher XP-15B speakers with a 90 pound woofer in each one. When we became Junkers, I filled my man cave with beer signs and crystal decanters.

 

I spent hours sorting through records to find specific songs to record on blank CD’s. I would nearly always drink beer when I recorded, so we often went honky tonking when I finished a recording. We would listen to the recording I made in the car on the way. I also sorted out about 2000 45 rpm records and put them in tool boxes so they would be portable. I DJed several birthday parties and a wedding party or two providing country music from the original 45 rpm records.

 

I have pictures of Bob Wills and Ernest Tubb on the wall in the cave. Waylon and Willie oversee the bathroom activities down there. There is also a large picture of me two stepping with Tanya Tucker on the wall. I have a Stroh’s Beer, neon light I turn on when I go into beer drinking mode.

 

In recent years, Pam has moved in on me a little bit and put her a tread mill and a 32 inch HD TV in the cave. She watches old episodes of ” Dallas” while she walks a few miles.

 

I don’t go down to my man cave near as often as I used to primarily because I can record my playlists with all the music I want from my easy chair on Spotify and I don’t drink near as much beer as I used to. Every once in a while I get that old feeling and head on down there for some loud country music and good cold beer.

 

One time when Pam and I had been out of town. I went down to the cave and everything looked normal. I opened the closet door and there were about 6 empty beer bottles full of cigarette butts in there. It’s seems Tamara had taken advantage of us being gone and had a party in my man cave. They had cleaned up good except someone closed the closet door before they cleaned in there. Like I have said before, Tamara was my wild child.

 

Bill sorting through records looking for songs to record to CD

 

The Man Cave in beer drinking mode. Ready for a cool one?

 

 

Ernest Tubb and Bob Wills keeping watch over my Man Cave. Both were kings of country music.

 

 

Occasionally it got kind of wild in the Man Cave. Here’s Linda riding on Fred’s back like he was a horse.

 

 

Gary, Bob, and Bill getting kind of rowdy in the Man Cave.

 

Bill playing music while Buffalo cuts a rug with his Mom in the Cave.

 

My Rockola Juke box ready for action in the Man Cave.

 

 

Thanks for reading Man Cave,

Hawg Jaw Bill