Wild Card/Tuesday — 9.29.15

Got up early to have coffee with baby bro, Frito Ray — at Riverstone Starbucks. 6 o’clock for 7 a.m. coffee. I don’t do early well since, as many of you know, I’m a night owl. So if things start to slip sideways here — and you can’t figure out why posts or my prose don’t make sense (more than usual) — you can chalk it up to the coffee wearing off. You’ve been warned. Here’s your Wild Card …