Every time we come West I can’t help but think of the Grateful Dead cover of “el Paso”.
That town is six more hours up the road, but I imagine you get a “here ya go, Amigo” when you’re handed a coffee. Just like you do here in San Angelo.
Today I’m prepping for an ideation meeting with these guys. We follow that up with a fresh creative presentation for this start up. But the most fun will come later today as cameras flash on six-month old babies and their cousins. And maybe, just maybe, da Bears can pull out da win.
Happy Sunday, friends. I found the best version, ever:
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