A photo to commemorate the first time I've put on a cowboy hat, as an adult anyway. Sure the only country I listen to is Johnny Cash and I can't wear boots, but I gotta say it felt more right than I'd have thought. But if I got one of my own I'd go for something a little...less tall. Not a ten gallon. Maybe a six gallon. Whatever the hell that means. That's a Pistons 2004 Championship shirt, by the way.
Anyway I've just about lost track of the books I've read lately but I'm hoping to get a Recent Reading entry up as soon as I get re-organized. Then there's the Supporting Authors magazine for November, so I may just surpass my blistering blog speed this month. I'm thinking, like, four posts.
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