I got a call from my good friend Charlene this morning, apparently one of my old friends Rick died this weekend. It was not a friendly happy death; it looks like he basically drank himself into liver, kidney, and pancreas failure. His sister told us we could go to the funeral, but suggested we do not. I’m going to respect that suggestion. He was an odd bird, but a good soul and this is a pretty big shame. I had not talked to him in months, he bugged out of Austin for points unknown months and months ago and I never had an email address.
Happy Tuesday, right?