CLICK HERE Willie Nelson photo album

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you are visitor number 709 and I am Mack

LOTS of RITZ and JFKLN PICS

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Clifton Chenier plays Mardi Gras at Jay's Lounge, outside of Lafayette

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Texas Prison Rodeo

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Random photos of Austin

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HALLOWEEN SOAP CREEK Uranium Savages

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HALLOWEEN 1995 E.6TH

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Mississippi University for Women

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Bozo Texino Stock Exchange...

What's the deal?

I'm selling HAND-MADE stock certificates.
Behind a decorative PHOTOGRAPH (subjects vary widely), a "STOCK CERTIFICATE" IS CREATED.

On the BACK, I say...

on the *BACK* of every framed photo are....
SPIRIT MONEY,
SPECIAL STAMPS,
CERTIFICATE OF AUTHENTICITY,
UNIQUE NUMBER and
DATE of creation.

Each framed photo equals one share of common stock.
Asked price is $100 a share.
There are 42 shares of Series A common stock left in my vault.

I created each and every one by hand, all by myself, in Austin, Texas.

So, when you read this, Matthew "Bongo" McConaughey, email me.

Hey, look...
over there.
It's Frank Sinatra
sitting in a chair...
and he's blowing perfect smoke rings
up into the air.

SERIES B, THE RITZ. Some shares will be on permanent display at the new Alamo Drafthouse in the Ritz.
There are no shares of Series B stock left in the vault. They are sitting somewhere in a box in the Ritz.

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Bozo Texino is ridin' the rails
from Meteor City to the peyote trails.
He goes to your soul and
he tells you wild tales.

On the side of a boxcar
a man made of chalk,
he's alpha-omega, out for a walk.
He's a son of the stars
and a brother coyote
as he walks in the desert
and looks for peyote.

Bozo Texino is ridin' the rails
from old Santa Fe to the white cotton bales.
He goes to your soul
and he tells you wild tales.

He gets in your body
and then runs your mind.
He takes you out travelin'
just to see what he'll find.
He's the different drummer
and he never dies.
He's one with the land, the sea, and the skies.

Bozo Texino is ridin' the rails
from the roof of the White House to the Mexican jails.
He goes to your soul
and he tells you wild tales.

If your mind is made up,
and you cannot roam,
don't look at that boxcar, don't ever leave home.
Don't howl at the moon, don't let yourself cry.
Just remember who lives while we have to die.

From Mescalero to the high vapor trails,
he talks to your heart
and he tells you wild tales.
Bozo Texino is ridin' the rails.

Anything that is not a mystery is guesswork.