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Friday night was a fun night of vegetarian chili, whiskey, and the Dukes of Hazzard.  The boys were in hot pursuit of some gold forging outlaws who Swindled Boss Hogg out of $100,000.  With the General Lee parked outside of town (Roscoe thought the Duke brothers had stolen Hogg's gold) and the tires shot out from under the squad cars, the band took to Daisy's yellow Plymouth (unsure if it was the Road Runner or a Satellite).  Finding a shortcut through the hills, Bo skyrocketed off a mound of dirt and yelled, "Welcome to the Hazzard County Air Force!"  I chose the more recognizable vehicle and made this shirt.  If I can create a good likeness of the Plymouth sailing off a cliff from later in season 2, maybe i can bookend this t-shirt series.

2014 marks the unextinction of many tiny bleats

before now there were many times of relatively few bleats recorded quietly for myself and my mom and my wife's mom.  Thank you moms for checking here so frequently, even when nothing was happening.

now, I have a few posts to organize, beginning with the honeymoon Sue and I took to Iceland.

later, hopefully I'll post a few stories a month as I work up to getting back into the swing of journalism, music and arts appreciation, dabbling with fiction and poetry, and hold myself publicly accountable of the things I intend to do (and am doing) with my life