August 18, 2005
More stats:

1: Number of times I have put the wrong date on a post (see yesterday).

4: Number of times I have read someone else’s blog (Dave Barry, Wonderful Russ, some guy who has a trolley in Cody and a political blog I checked out to see what others are doing).

2.5: Number of times, on average, I reread the blog after I’ve posted it.

Tomcat is on the road to New York City. He and his friend Kendra are taking a southern route. They checked out Austin’s notorious Sixth Street two nights ago. Tomas said he heard some great music, especially a band called Protocol. They landed in New Orleans on Bourbon Street two nights later and enjoyed marching bands on the street, and last night they took in the sights of Birmingham and ate great soul food at a place called La Vase. T-Boy has a route planned to hit all the music hot beds. Next stop Athens, Georgia, home of R.E.M. and the B-52s, I believe. The little bastard is living the life I wanted to live, but then I didn’t have the courage. Ha.

The O.K. Corral signature piece posted yesterday is a doubletruck in the new book. I had two versions of this scene painted. The other one had the corral fence and Johnny Behan in it, but I ruined it. Overworked it. The posse picture is of Johnny Behan and his cow-boy laden crew combing the arroyos of Cochise County looking for the Earps. Both will be in my artshow on September 30, at the Cowboy Legacy Gallery up in Carefree. It looks like I'll have about 120 pieces in the show. We are still framing even as you read this, and probably will all the way up to the day of the show. Ha. Ha.

“Refusal to believe until proof is given is a rational position; denial of all outside of our own limited experience is absurd.”
—Annie Besant