December 19, 2002
Wall to wall meetings yesterday. Started at the Cave Creek Museum board of director’s meeting at 8 a.m. and ended with a numbers crunching session with R.G. and Carole at five. Many stories to tell, many fascinating people I met, reminders of things I did in the past I can’t remember doing. For example, someone at Dillon Precision showed me their tattered copy of “The Lighter Side of The Kennedy Assassination” which I produced for New Times Weekly at least a decade ago. As you no doubt have surmised it was in very poor taste. My favorite was “The Zapruder Film I’d Like to See” and it was a colorized version of the famous sequence (I can’t believe NT sprang for the full color!). I mimicked the grainy green infamous 8mm film, but in my frames when Kennedy’s arms go up to his chest, he reaches in, pulls out a .45, turns and shoots Oswald and lights a cigar. Can you believe the Dallas Observer (also owned by New Times) ran this piece (in Dallas!) and I got no death threats or ass whuppings? Amazing. And I barely remember dong it. No comment.

Got up at six this morning and Kathy served me oatmeal in bed. Argued about Trent Lott. I love to argue with Kathy about politics, but I hate to argue with her about money, especially our money, and really especially money I have lost. Ha. Carole called on cell phone to wish me a happy birthday.

Curve ball on the business stuff. Nothing is a slam dunk. More on that later. Got to get into office.

“Do not waste a minute—not a second—in trying to demonstrate to others the merits of your performance. If your work does not vindicate itself, you cannot vindicate it.”
—Thomas Wentworth Higginson