OT*****Re: Hello, it's me..

[Ric Moore]

On Thu, 2006-09-07 at 20:32 -0500, Rick Sivernell wrote:
> On Thu, 07 Sep 2006 20:56:44 -0400
> Ric Moore <wayward4now at gmail.com> wrote:
> > A pile of Hush Puppys that are still looking back at me and some Cole
> > slaw that had a dash of ketchup in it, ala Lexington NC, which made it
> > look like the cook cut himself in it. $7 and a buck tip. <sigh> You guys
> > had me slavvering for some dusky, heavily smoked, grease drippin',
> > gruntin' mama sow <snort snort>, Fred Flintstone ribs that I could beat
> > someone who crossed me with. And, cooked clear to the bone... please. 
> > 
> > Damnit man! I wonder if they'd tolerate me in Nevada? Maybe I belong
> > with the Mob. huh... then I could spit and cuss a lot. Ric

>  Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, well there is TEXAS, we do know BBQ here.

Yeah, but you have practically no water since Rockefeller pumped the
Oggala <sp?> aquifer dry for short cotton. Especially in Western Texas
were the real brisket is. (Abilene and points west) I lived in Odessa /
Midland and later Houston over a period of ten years. I remember when
the only BBS in Houston had 34 users. A frigging 300 baud DC Hayes
Internal Modem was $300+ in 1980 dollars. 

IMHO time: 

Odessa / Midland really belongs in New Mexico and Houston belongs in
Pittsburg. Dallas belongs in New York or Boston or even worst, with the
Bush crowd in Kennebunkport, and the rest of it to Mexico. <cackles> 

For the rest of you, President Bush is NOT a Texan, he just owns the
jump suit and cod-piece. A real Texan would need neither, nature being
bountiful in Her goodness towards the real Son's of Texas. They need
only wear a hat, to avoid speeding tickets. 

When I got my first speeding ticket, in Texas, I got a hat. Never got
another speeding ticket. THAT's Texas, son! 

"If you ain't got a hat, you ain't from around here." drawled the
arresting officer that let 4 pickups and two mile-long Cadillacs whip
past me, on the way to Lubbock, like I was laying on the brakes. Yeah,
they were all wearing their Stetsons, gasoline was no more than a dollar
a gallon and a 1976 Sedan DeVille had more than 500 horses to propel
that iron and steel sled way past 120 mph and it felt like you were
doing 45 in one. Law west of the Pecos sez wear a frigging hat or have a
traffic set-to with Deputy Billy Bob and his flashy lights.    

It was so flat out there you could run of the road asleep (which I did
once) and find yourself being gently roused from your nap 1/4 mile off
the road, still doing 65 mph, and laying down a dust plume behind you
like a B-52 flying at low level. I'm sure the people traveling on the
road got a chuckle seeing a Ford Econoline van tearing across the
outback. I just turned the wheel gently towards the highway and kept on
going, pedal to the metal with my new Stetson. In the dry months (there
are twelve of them) mesquite bushes just fly apart when you run over
them. Jackalopes evolved those horns on their heads to take you
hopefully with them to Hell when you ran over them. That's Texas, Son!
Would I move back? He-yal Naaaaaww... Ric

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