Today is a sad day in Kentucky County, Czech Republic. Tennessee Jack had ridden the last horse home. He survived miraculasly, surviving a fight and a subsequent defenestration balcony style to come back and rue the day. Tonight, in earnest, K.J. left the building. Hopefully, and we have modern genetic engineering on our side, Jack will one day be back.
Until that day, I can say only that I will miss Jack, even if it means I will sleep earlier, and not be so trouble by my eye drying up at night. Now, I can say only “Jack, dang man. That was some shit back there!” Toast to an imaginary heaven in which we could both believe, and move on. I mean, the bread is almost cool enough to eat! Before we all go and get all nutty about being emotional, let us take a minute to go and look at that seemigly organized side bar, realize that King Nino sounds (and by far is) the coolest of the links, click that mouse, and hear some tunes that were made when music was still important. King Nino, Me and the Late Tenneessee Jack salute you, and promise to make that bench on the balcony.
Fuego