I spent the weekend in west Texas; saw some things there that perhaps define the place.

Number two was at my friend Susan's house; haven't been this close to one in years. This western diamondback rattlesnake was over 4' long, and in the dog-yard. The dogs were going

I had gone over to Texas for a seminar, one I've attended before but never fail to learn new things. It was great. But as Dorothy said, there's no place like home.

post script: The "check engine" light on the car came on less than 120 miles after this road trip began.
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