An old friend stops by and yells that he thought I looked really pretty on the front page of the paper today. Man, I cringe. Is it that fence deal in the local paper? Has the Big City Paper found out about my sordid involvement in the Enlow Affair?
Well, it turns out it’s just the local paper, the good one, not the Bullet, and almost the whole paper is devoted to correcting a misstatement from the week previous. That particular mistake was to state that Liberty Hill hasn’t had as good a start as this years 4-0 for 23 years.
Don’t make that mistake in Liberty Hill. It was 18 years ago, and there we are to prove it. A newspaper picture of a 18 year old newspaper picture, but my mom can tell it’s me.
So I was feeling pretty good about myself, being on the front page, right under the fold until it was pointed out to me that my boy’s goat was above the fold. Oh, well.