Howdy Buckaroos,

What a week!  I saw pictures – the paintings look great.  The garden looks amazing.  Ya’ll are wonderful.  It makes me excited to get back in the swing of things.  Rock and roll!


  • Sorry about the Job Description for PC – it should be fixed now.  Let me know if it is not.  Also, let me know if you have any questions.  If after reading the job description you would like to change any of the answers in your application you can adit it by opening the link on the same device you filled it out on.  If you need more time beyond March 31st to fill out an application you must let me know BEFORE March 31st.
  • That’s all I know for sure.  Here are some of my favorite Vonnegut quotes:
  • “I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, ‘If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.’”
  • “We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful what we pretend to be.”
  • “True terror is to wake up one morning and discover that your high school class is running the country.”


  • If you do the # thing then look up #livefromhome – Chris Thile has been challenging great artists to jam out at home.  My favorite so far has been Norah Jones covering “Patience” which is one of my favorite Guns n’ Roses songs.


  When I was 19 years old I worked my second summer of camp, but I left camp early to get a head start on a summer class – US Government at Collin County Community College.  I’m not sure why I did this.  I was already maxing out my hours each semester at Texas A&M at 18, I had a 3.9 GPA and was on track to graduate early.  I loved camp – how could I be convinced to leave camp a week before it ended?  They used to have to kick me off camp a week after it ended at Bear Creek.

  Anyhow, I went to the first class of US Government and learned that it was a 3.5 week course, attendance was optional (but encouraged), and the entire grade would be decided by a 100 question test at the end.  I was a good scout though, so I intended on going to every class to learn as much as I possibly could.

  During that first day of class I felt pretty terrible.  My head felt like the brain was outgrowing the skull, which made me nauseous.  I had trouble walking.  Now, friends and neighbors, let me tell you the kind of kid I was – I used to throw my doctor’s notes in the trash before football practice.  Mind you, not one coach would have questioned a doctor’s note and gladly let me sit on the sideline.  I was a practice squad kid, undersized, too slow, I carried my inhaler in my sock (it looked hilarious) and there were more practice squad kids after all.  But I really didn’t like listening to doctors.  I tell you this to highlight the fact that, at the age of 19, it was really hard to get to me to see a doctor at all.

  But I lost the argument when I had trouble walking to the couch at home.  Mom drove me to the local Urgent Care, and this is what I remember of that experience:  The movie Miracle was on (about the 1980 US Olympic Hockey team) and I was pissed because I really wanted to have seen it earlier that year, but I couldn’t really see it because my brain hurt too bad to open my eyes, then a lady comes into the room and says “well it’s definitely not viral meningitis, take these antibiotics and you should feel better,”  which seemed strange to me because I had never heard of a viral meningitis, just the bacterial kind, but I took the antibiotics and headed home.

  Turns out the only way you can test for viral meningitis is with a spinal tap.  That’s what the Doctor at the ER told me the next morning.  He also told me that he had never performed one on a person before, but even though the procedure is usually very painful he thought it was worth a shot given how sudden my symptoms had show up, and also considering I couldn’t sit up straight in the wheel chair.  It didn’t hurt at all!  I’d like to say that’s because this doctor was a natural, but I was probably in too much pain to feel more pain.  Maybe a little of both?

  Later that afternoon the same Doctor walked into my quarantined room and said “Whelp, its about 50/50” and I said “50/50 of what?” and he said “chance of survival.”  I said “interesting” and proceeded to fall into a 5-day medically induced sleep.  I woke up a couple times a day to press a button, then I fell back asleep.  I had crazy dreams!

  I don’t remember the day I woke up for good, left the hospital or really much of an anything beyond what I just wrote.  The next thing I remember was walking into that Community College US Government class on the very last day of the class  (the 2nd I had attended) and that my grade on the final was a 103.  I guess that means I knew enough about the US Government already.  Fancy that.

  This week for the TOS Playlist I’m adding every John Prine song as I listen to it.  He’s currently in critical condition with the Covid virus, and he’s the source of most of the music I love.  If you need a smile, some brilliant poetry, or a good laugh – John Prine is your guy.  Send love his way.

  Rock and roll    
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