The Global Bullshit Theory and Meter
Big Red Car here. The Boss is enjoying the cool weather in Santa Fe and me and the house sitter are enjoying the ATX. Sure it’s a bit warm but the house sitter — and about ten of his friends — are enjoying the pool and the Big Red Car.
Last night we went down to Sixth Street west of Congress and we had a blast. [Please do not tell The Boss because well, the house sitter was a bit wild last night. I am not supposed to be driving around when folks are drinking. And, Old Sport, folks were drinking. And drinking. And drinking. But, hey, I get the young folk — they just want to have fun.]
So, The Boss was laughing the other day about his Global Bullshit Theory and the attendant Global Bullshit Meter. It works like this.