. . . The Serendipity . . .
Does it strike you as peculiar that the horse with Betty would have all these marks of interest to Ed Burns in particular? It does, me. So maybe: Ed finds the photo of Betty and the horse . . . sees the star and other marks on the horse's forehead . . . is inspired to we-know-what, and thinks . . . And it would be even better if that horse had a certain marking it does not have . . . OK . . . I'll put it there through this snapshot . . . And Ed Burns fetches his Xacto knife, and very carefully . . . And maybe Burns doesn't. It's neither here nor there nor then nor now. But it is kinda interesting.
. . . The Very Far Side . . .
Ed sent us a picture of the Dahlia with a horse. The horse wore a star. The Dahlia was hugging the horse. Now the Dahlia wears Ed Burns' "EB" where the horse wore the star. Ed sent us a photo of himself with the Dahlia. She was wearing her former boyfriend's wings. Now the Dahlia wears Ed Burns' wings where the huggable horse wore the star.
I know, Ed . . . Glistening, silver wings, a la the ones that flew you to and from Los Angeles on those "one-day trips." That is what you had in mind . . . Well, here is a reality bulletin: Your Flying EB befits the feathery death-chasers.
. . . The Hunch from the Very Far Side . . .
Here is a fact: The first name of Ed Burns' second wife, the one he deserted in February of 1947, had four letters. Here is a hunch: One reason Ed morphed the Dahlia into a Mare was so he could bid adios to the two women in his life, with a single word . . .