Les Jones

How many banjo players does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
Ten - one to screw it in, and 9 to argue about how Earl would have done it.

Which isn't technically a joke, since it's a statement of complete reality. One of the cleaning guys at Sayler's lab used to berate me everytime I played Tony Rice or David Grisman or Tony Triscka, since the only legitimate form of bluegrass, and maybe the only legitimate form of music, is bluegrass that either was recorded between the years 1940-1959, or which sounds exactly like it. Everything else is just evil noise.

Sayler's lab?

What a small world. I was a Boazo picking bugs out of benthos samples at the Norris lab in '90. I later ended up crunching the sample data at biostatistic geek HQ in downtown Knoxville.

Some more musician jokes...

Q: What do you call a banjo picker who never takes his instrument out of its case?

A: A gentleman.

Gary Saylor, not Charlie Saylor. But that's still evidence of a small world, since I know who you're talking about. And yet another of my now growing list of personal Norris/Saylor connections -- when I worked in Norris, one of the wetland biologists in our office was married to a guy who had been one of Saylor's (Gary, that is) students.

Gary Sayler?

Gary "that's doctor hippie asshole to you" Sayler?

I didn't really know Gary when I was in the graduate program in ecology. But Dewey Bunting was on my committee, and I think there's a picture of the two of them somewhere in "easy rider" motorcycle gear.

At least I think that's the Gary Sayler I'm thinking of. He was also an artisan/artist of some sort. Metal casting I believe.