And this post has nothing to do with goblins, witches, ancient Pagan celebrations, trick-or-treaters, black cats, or haughty religious types who condemn anything and everything to do with this day.
No, I'll just do the usual and share my thoughts about things.
I don't read it regularly since I live in Kansas but I'm willing to bet the January 2011 issue of Texas Monthly (every January features their "Bum Steer" awards) will declare either Jerry Jones or the Dallas Cowboys franchise as their "Bum Steer of the Year." Why? You know why.
Not only that, but you can't have Rick Perry being the top award winner every year.
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Walked up from the basement to get my second cup of coffee this morning and was greeted with a view of a whitetail doe in my backyard, helping herself to what remains of the garden.
Just like the hunters she too is getting ready for the rut.
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Speaking of hunting the pheasant season opening day is less than two weeks away. I was thinking about this just the other day (hey, I don't think about it ALL the time--I have other interests too). If I get only one bird this year it will be an improvement over last year.
One bird. After that everything else is gravy.
Hmmmmmm, gravy with a roasted bird sounds pretty good.
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