Yeah, this is already a week old, but sometimes I’m lazy. My cousin, who I hadn’t seen in about a year (since his bro tied the knot. One cousin was the groom, another cousin was the best man, and my brother was the minister. It was surreal.) Anyway, we’ve been friends since, I don’t know, the dawn of time or something like that – I dimly recall trying to start a band called Hungarian Priest but our hit song You’re Gonna Do Time just didn’t resonate with the kids. He’s a fellow Deadhead and gave me a pretty kick ass bootleg from May 1973. As for my part, I grilled up a metric ton of burgers and provided some brewskies.
To prove I have absolutely no vanity, I’m posting this picture that my wife took. If I look like I haven’t slept or showered and seem a little hungover, well, you do the math.