Hey, Bobby. Chloe graduated, huh? “Is this one Chloe?” Yes. “Then, uh: yeah. Real proud of her. Learned the Three R’s.” Readin’, ‘ritin’, and ‘rithmetic? “Ridin’, ropin’, and roustaboutin’. Don’t forget: she’s half-cowboy.” Cowboy isn’t an ethnicity, Bobby. “No, but it’ll tire ya out.” I guess. What are you wearing? “This is my graduation toppermost. … Continue reading Saint Of Pomp And Circumstance