Saturday, January 28, 2006

In The Beginning

On the 22nd of November 1963 rifle shots exploded around Dallas Texas sending the brains of the 35th President of the USA all over the back of a 61 Lincoln convertible. Fortunately I was on the Queen Mary sailing home from Canada to Scotland as my father had been gold mining in Timmins, Ontario. Apart from the fact that I was only 2 years old at the time, this gives me a great alibi. Since the combined forces of the CIA and the FBI haven't pursued me I have been free to live out my life at the business end of a loud guitar.As you can see by my height deficit at this time there is no way I could have reached up to the sniper’s window in the Texas School book Depository.