Jed Davis design for the T-shirt that promotes Juliana Hatfield’s album Blood, 2021.

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Jed Davis design for the T-shirt that promotes Juliana Hatfield’s album Blood, 2021.
Dear Gus & Magnus,
Haircut day for the little Choate boys, then we went to buy me a new coat and get some lunch. Anything to be out of the house -- pipes still frozen; blarg.
Later, I made my first in-person appearance at the Beebe Poker Classic since 2014. (I played in the virtual game in 2020.) It was fun to play -- even though this is the first year I showed up without a costume -- and it was also fun to catch up with lots of dudes from my hometown. I finished in the middle of the pack. Bone won his sixth (?) bracelet, beating out John, Daniel Sowell, and Jed Davis in the end.
When I mentioned how much fun it was to have Bo playing cards in the side game that popped up while Will was still in the tournament, he said, "In about ten years, the tournament has the potential to grow exponentially because of the feeling it gave me for him to be there -- we'll all be bringing the young ones."
While I wasn't thrilled about staying up until 1am, I am already looking forward to next year's event.
Dad.
Little Rock, Arkansas. 1.20.2024 - 10.27am.
Listen/download: Where Soars The Silver Surfer by R.M. Engelhardt
Click the headline to hear the track, from 1997. And click the photo to make the post timely.
"The cop is a phenomenon unto himself. He is a paranoiac. He is a megalomaniac. He can be a sadist. He can be vicious and cruel. He can be nice and sweet, especially if he wants something. He can break the laws that he pretends to be enforcing, with impunity. He is very sensitive to being called names, and tends to react the only way he knows how. He is armed to the teeth, with clubs, chemicals, gases, firearms, and the most frightening weapon of all, righteous indignation..."
What I'm trying to say, just not in as many words or bleeps or Braille or buzzing bells or ringers dinging off the hook or I could ask you what you think of the clouds and the moon shining though it's afternoon blah blah and have you got it yet?
(Trust me; I'm there if you listen hard enough.)