I spoke with Dax Montana on the phone a week or so ago and he sounded fine. I saw him three months ago in Jekyll and he was in fine fettle. I, therefore, presume that his posting of his Last Will and Testament was an exercise in prudence (or a stroke of blogging genius).
The good news is that Yours Truly is named to receive a special bequest. Normally, for me to actually be named in a will, I have to draft it and sneak in the "Beloved Lawyer Clause."
Dax farookin' rocks.
Posted by Jim at July 25, 2005 06:40 PM | TrackBackI know the feeling, Jim. My luck, all those for whom I have drafted wills will outlive me.
Dax is a genius!
; )
Posted by: Christina at July 25, 2005 07:23 PM... the day Dax goes shall be sad, indeed... not because he's dead, of course, but because it means I'll have to drink bourbon that day...
Posted by: Eric at July 25, 2005 07:48 PMEric -
Bourbon...an American whiskey. Snap to, Marine!
Posted by: Jim - Parkway Rest Stop at July 25, 2005 08:33 PM