tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89613250911451461782024-03-13T20:27:39.225-07:00Texas Tall Tales & Lone Star LoreUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961325091145146178.post-29028629198036929882012-04-24T22:41:00.001-07:002012-04-30T19:36:06.424-07:00Oh, The Places You'll Go...In Texas!<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;">If you're in a dour mood or disagreeable disposition, try these towns on for size:</span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;">1. Smiley, Texas (</span><a href="http://www.wilcoxen.com/family/smiley.htm" target="_blank"><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: lime;">The Poultry Capital of the World</span></strong>)</span></a><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;">2. Happy, Texas (</span><a href="http://www.texasescapes.com/TexasPanhandleTowns/Happy-Texas.htm" target="_blank"><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"><strong>The Town Without A Frown</strong></span></a><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;">)</span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;">3. Paradise, Texas (</span><a href="http://www.paradisehistoricalsociety.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"><strong>Almost Heaven</strong></span></a><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;">)</span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;">4, Rainbow, Texas (</span><a href="http://www.texasescapes.com/CentralTexasTownsNorth/RainbowTexas/RainbowTexas.htm" target="_blank"><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"><strong>See You At the End of the Rainbow</strong></span></a><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;">)</span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;">5. Sweet Home, Texas (</span><a href="http://www.texasescapes.com/CentralTexasTownsSouth/SweetHomeTexas/SweetHomeTx.htm" target="_blank"><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"><strong>Home Sweet Home</strong></span></a><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;">)</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><strong>See y'all out on the trail!</strong></span><br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961325091145146178.post-921142588646857892012-04-21T15:09:00.000-07:002012-04-21T15:09:06.356-07:00Empty Handed, Gassed Up & Down For the Count<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><strong>In Port Arthur, Texas [Southeast Texas]</strong></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><strong>A petty thief attempted to stick up a nonagenarian lady at her home. When the 90 year old woman answered the door, one of the men pulled out a handgun and demanded money from the elderly retiree. They were told she did not have any money. The man repeated his demand for money and the woman apologized and told him she didn’t have any money, holding up her empty hands. The men then ran away.</strong></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><em><strong>Say you want to ply your trade as a thief, but your target area is in the economic toilet. Do you take your talents to the ritzier part of town? Heavens to Betsy, no! Only milksops give up easily. No, no, no. The financial state of your neighborhood highlights the conundrum you face in your entrepreneurial calling. What is a petty thief to do? Might I </strong></em><em><strong>suggest that you draft a proposal for a stimulus plan to the city council which infuses cash into the economically depressed area, which would allow residents to walk around with full wallets & purses, and in turn, fund the criminal element which would then “stimulate” the local consumer economy. </strong></em><em><strong>Money in, money out. Desperate times call for gummamint intervention. Calling Mr. Obama!</strong></em></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="highlight"><span class="highlight">Terrance Williams</span>, 28, was smoking marijuana while gassing up a car that had been reported stolen, the police report stated. Officers arrested Williams for possession of marijuana, unauthorized use of a motor vehicle and failure to identify. Previous <em>tete-a-tete</em> with Lufkin's finest includes </span>public intoxication & evading arrest while driving while intoxicated.</span></strong></span></div>
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<strong><em><span style="color: orange;">Stolen vehicle, check. Marijuana joint lit, check. Out in broad daylight putting gas in the stolen car at a highly-trafficked gas station right in front of the big Wal-Mart, check. Grassed up and gassed up, priceless. Dude! Where's my car?</span></em></strong></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><strong>In Waco, Texas [Central Texas]</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><strong>A central Texas man held up another man at gunpoint, stealing his cell phone, jewelry and cash. The thief then ran away, taking off on foot. He proceeded to trip and fall, injuring his knee in the process. </strong></span><span style="color: #cc0000;"><strong>He then calls 9-1-1 using the STOLEN CELL PHONE. Police arrived and soon discovered that the cell phone, along with other property found on the man, had been stolen 20 minutes earlier.</strong></span></span></div>
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<em><span style="color: orange;"><strong>The numbskull is being charged with armed robbery, three-counts of sheer stupidity and a referral to Life Alert ("Help, I've fallen and I can't get up!").</strong></span></em></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">[Sources: KWTX.com, Texas Crime Blogger]</span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"><strong>A big-city, California, lawyer went duck
hunting in rural Texas. He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer's
field on the other side of a fence. As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an
elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was
doing.</strong></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"><strong>The litigator responded, "I shot a duck and it fell into this
field, and now I'm going to retrieve it."</strong></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"><strong>The old farmer replied, "This
is my property, and you are not coming over here."</strong></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"><strong>The indignant lawyer
said, "I am one of the best trial attorneys in the U.S. and, if you don't let me
get that duck, I'll sue you and take everything you own."</strong></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"><strong>The old farmer
smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we do things in Texas. We
settle small disagreements like this with the Texas Three-Kick Rule."</strong></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"><strong>The
lawyer asked, "What is the Texas Three-Kick Rule?"</strong></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"><strong>The farmer replied,
"Well, first I kick you three times and then you kick me three times, and so on,
back and forth, until someone gives up."</strong></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"><strong>The attorney quickly thought
about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the farmer and
agreed to abide by the local custom.</strong></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"><strong>The old farmer slowly climbed down
from the tractor and walked up to the city feller. His first kick planted the
toe of his heavy work boot into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees.
His second kick nearly wiped the man's nose off his face. The barrister was flat
on his belly when the farmer's third kick to a kidney nearly caused him to give
up. But the lawyer summoned every bit of his will and managed to get to his feet
and said, "Okay, you old coot! Now, it's my turn!"</strong></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"><strong>The old farmer smiled
and said, "Nope, I give up. You can have the duck."</strong></span></div>
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<strong><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"><em>Remember, folks. That's why many Texans are fond of wearing their cowboy boots. You know, just in case there's a small dispute of some kind that needs to be resolved expeditiously. Call it - Dispute Resolution, Texas-Style . That's why everyone's friendly in Texas, if you catch my drift.</em></span></strong></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961325091145146178.post-72276973161452317382012-04-07T19:41:00.000-07:002012-04-07T19:41:27.953-07:00I've Been Everywhere, Man (Texas-Style)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong><span style="color: lime;">What we got right here is a few sayings from the Lone Star State. They're heard elsewhere too, I'm sure, but Texas perfected 'em. Enjoy!</span></strong><br />
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<span class="Word"><strong><span style="color: lime;">He's riding a gravy train with biscuit wheels</span></strong></span></div>
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<span class="Word"><strong><span style="color: lime;"> </span><span style="color: yellow;"> (ie, A very lucky person)</span></strong></span></div>
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<span class="Word"><span class="Word"><strong><span style="color: lime;">Big as all hell and half of Texas</span></strong></span></span></div>
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<span class="Meaning"><span class="Word"><strong><span style="color: lime;">All hat and no cattle</span></strong></span></span></div>
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<strong><span style="color: lime;"> </span><span style="color: yellow;"> (A b<span class="Meaning">ig talker, pretentious)</span></span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="color: lime;">Do wut? – This is the standard response if you weren't paying attention or didn't hear what the speaker said for some reason. In other cultures the way this is often expressed is "Excuse me?" or "Pardon me?" or even "Could you please repeat that?" Sometimes this phrase is expanded to "Do wut now?" if there's a matter of urgency.</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="color: lime;">Hitched but not churched – This is a way of politely saying that a couple is living together without being married. Being that Texas is the buckle in the Bible Belt, living in sin was a taboo, but not much anymore as the times caught up with Texas, sadly. </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="color: lime;">Tea – Tea in Texas is always iced and always sweet. If you want unsweetened tea you need to specifically ask for unsweetened. Being that people are accustomed to drinking tea, you might get a "Do wut?" and a strange look. But hold your ground with a smile and you'll get your unsweetened tea. If you have never had Southern sweet tea you may want to try a small taste before ordering a whole glass. Let's just say it is sort of like drinking cake icing! Diabetic shock is not an uncommon reaction.</span></strong></div>
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</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961325091145146178.post-40630395326570843612012-03-29T22:21:00.002-07:002012-03-29T22:21:24.988-07:00Texas Transformer: The Armadillo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>The Texas Varmint with a bendable shell is the Armadillo, a Spanish word meaning “little armored one”. The Aztecs called them <i>azotochtli</i>, which stands for “turtle-rabbit.”<sup> </sup>But, to some, these little critters are seen as armored rodents or skunks on a half shell. Whatever they are, these husked mammals can be found out in the Chihuahuan Desert out if West Texas, usually as road kill given the lumberous luggage they have to haul on their backs.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>The bony plates cover the back, head, legs, and tail. The armadillo's shell is made of true bone that cover their backs. Most armadillos also have bony rings or plates that protect their tails. Because their backs are covered with bone, armadillos are not very flexible (pretty much like any Texas Democrat - an oxymoron in itself - that you might chance upon in Austin).</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>Armadillos are one of the few animals who consume fire ants as part of their
diet. Like Texans, they like their cuisine a little on the hot side.</strong></span><br />
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<em><span style="color: yellow;"><strong>info (sans commentary) courtesy of <cite>animals.nationalgeographic</cite></strong></span></em><br />
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<span style="color: yellow;"><strong><span class="bodytw">ARMADILLO ROLL-UP: These photos show how an armadillo
escapes predators.<br />(1) The armored mammal figures out if it can run away. If
that won't work, it must do something else.<br />(2) The armadillo tucks its head
and legs into its shell.<br />(3) The armadillo moves its tail next to its
head.<br />(4) Once the animal is rolled up, there's no flesh left for predators
to bite!</span><br /><br /><span class="bodytw"><i>Photos © Mark Payne-Gill,
naturepl.com</i></span><br /><span class="bodytw">© 2005 National Geographic
Society. All rights reserved.</span></strong></span><br />
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<span class="bodytw"><span style="color: yellow;"><strong>Here's a little video I came across on YouTube.</strong></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>And, in case you find the urge to have a little taste of these encased turtles, then here's a recipe I found on the internet that you might be willing to try:</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: yellow;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">Chufo's Armadillo Hot Off the Asphalt Chops</span> <br /><br />1 Armadillo (large)<br />1/2 cup Vinegar <br />2 cups Water <br />1 tb Salt </strong></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>1 tb. pepper<br />1 Walla Walla Sweet onion sliced <br />1 lb. Smoked pork sausage (Cut into bite size pieces)<br />4 Stalks celery, chopped <br />1 lg red bell pepper, chopped <br />2 cloves garlic, chopped <br />1 quart can mushroom steak sauce <br />4 tb. Worcestershire sauce<br />1 Parsley, chopped <br />1 Green onions, chopped <br />1 Lemon<br /><br /> Armadillo is cleaned similarly to turtle. Clean and cut into serving<br />pieces. Marinate the meat in a sauce made by combining vinegar,</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>water, salt and onion. Marinate for 24 hours. Drain meat and</strong></span><br />
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Surely you’ve heard tell of Pecos Bill. He was a cowboy down in Texas. He was about the bravest cowboy that ever lived. Once, Bill used two rattlesnakes as a lasso. And then there was the time Bill shot all the stars out of the sky—all of ’em except the Lone Star, that is. </div>
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So here's one about the time he rode a tornado. You see, there wasn’t a horse in the world that was too wild, too big, too fast, too strong or too ornery for him. So it’s not surprising that one day, Bill decided he wanted to ride a tornado—and not just any tornado. No, sir. Bill waited for the biggest, the mightiest, the most terrifying tornado ever born from the clouds. It was so big that folks on the moon could see it swirling. It sucked up elephants from Africa and whales from the Pacific Ocean. But that didn’t scare Bill. He just reached up and grabbed that tornado out of the sky. He threw it down to the ground and hopped right on. </div>
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That tornado whirled and swirled and wiggled and wagged and whip-sawed like an alligator with its tail on fire. Bill hung right on. This here tornado tied the rivers into knots, flattened all the forests so bad they had to rename one place the Flat-Bottomed Plains. It sucked up Lake Michigan and dumped the water into the Grand Canyon. Bill hung right on. At last, that tornado got tired. It stopped its whirling, and Bill fell off. He fell so hard that the ground sank. Folks now call that spot Death Valley.</div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;">According to Guiness World Book of Records, the longest name to appear on a birth certificate is Rhoshandiatellyneshiaunneveshenk Koyaanisquatsiuth Williams. She was born on September 12, 1984, to Mr. and Mrs. James Williams of Beaumont, Texas. Guiness notes, "Three weeks later Mr. Williams filed an amendment that expanded his daughter’s first name to 1,019 letters and he added thirty-six letters to her middle name.” Part of her middle name was given to her by her aunt; Koyaanisquatsi does mean "life out of balance". Rhoshandia, et. al. goes by Phyllis (Okay, I made this part up).</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;">Rhodawaktanannacaramellicadayshatunthunduishimotrincorvetticamelonporchettadawantachevrolettaredmondicaphillad<br />elpharazinnaphinneloppiarhoshandiatellyneshiaunneveshenk Koyaanisquatsiuth-Darshekkiakaroqodish Williams</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;">What a dad. What father doesn't want the best for his daughter? I mean think about the blessing of having a unique name! Why, she'd need five birthday cakes to fit her complete name. What a sweet deal!</span></div>
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<span style="color: lime;">Pastor: Do you <strong><span style="color: yellow;">Rhodawaktanannacaramellicaday</span></strong>...[pauses for deep breath] <strong><span style="color: yellow;">shatunthunduishimotrincorvetticamelonporch</span></strong>...[pauses as he unscrolls the paper in which her name is written on] <strong><span style="color: yellow;">ettadawantachevrolettaredmondicaphillad</span></strong>...[stifles yawn due to oxygen deprivation] <strong><span style="color: yellow;">elpharazinnaphinnel</span></strong>...[slows down to get the enunciation correct] <strong><span style="color: yellow;">oppiarhoshandiatelly</span></strong>...[pauses to put on the oxygen mask] <strong><span style="color: yellow;">neshiaunneveshenk</span></strong> take Billy Bob to be your lawfully wedded husband?</span></div>
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<span style="color: lime;">Pastor: Do you Billy Bob take [takes deep breath again] <strong><span style="color: yellow;">Rhodawaktananna</span></strong>...[signals to youth pastor to bring in the replacement O2 tank] <strong><span style="color: yellow;">caramellicadayshatunthunduishi</span></strong>...[steadies himself on the pulpit] <strong><span style="color: yellow;">shatunthunduishimotrincorvetticamelonporchettadawanta</span></strong>...[shudders in a paroxysmal swoon]<strong> <span style="color: yellow;">chevrolettaredmondicaphilladelpharazinnaphinnel</span></strong>...[props himself up on pulpit ] <strong><span style="color: yellow;">oppiarhoshandiatellyneshiaunneveshenk</span></strong> to be your lawfully wedded wife?</span></div>
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<span style="color: lime;">Youth Pastor: You may kiss the bride! [begins to administer CPR on passed out pastor on floor]</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;">Cue in the 5-tier, double-wide wedding cake. Now, that'll be a wedding to remember!</span><br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961325091145146178.post-70070441207192695792012-03-23T18:29:00.000-07:002012-03-23T23:23:55.022-07:00Too Tall TexansFor the road lovin' kind, here's a little (pardon the pun) trail to take if y'all are ever out in West Texas. Lookee here at these fine Texas roadtrip specimens...<br />
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<span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"><strong>Tex Randall</strong></span><br />
Canyon, Texas's "Tex Randall" stands at 47 feet tall and weighs 7 tons (must be from all the brisket). He's been a Canyon resident since 1959. A long period of deterioration was worsened when a semi crashed into his left boot, and the cigarette, which he held in his left hand, was shot out of his hand like a heat-seeking missile and plum impaled a green love bug, making it look like the proverbial olive in the martini drink (I made up this last part, but it sounds about right, don't it?). The boots, by the way, are Tony Lamas.<br />
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N. 3rd Ave., Canyon, TX<br />
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Just south of US 60 and just west of N. 15th St., on the southeast corner of N. 3rd Ave. and N. 14th St.<br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><strong>Golden Tornadoes Cheerleader</strong></span><br />
Not to be outdone, the women folk have one of their own in Lamesa, TX. Standing tall outside a store on Highway 87 in downtown Lamesa, TX. She's about 20 feet tall and we're not about to talk about her weight being women are a tad touchy about this. She wears the cheerleader outfit for the Lamesa High School, the Golden Tornadoes. Originally, she stood taller at 22 ft because of her bouffant, but with the changing times come the change in <span class="hw"><em>coiffure. </em>At the moment, she still clings to her </span>1960s flip hairdo like a bitter divorcee out of <em>The Last Picture Show</em>. The high heels are a fine touch. Must've bought them at that Prada store down in Marfa.<br />
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310 S Dallas Ave., Lamesa, TX<br />
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Don't worry animal lovers, We got something for everyone in Texas! Even wascally wabbits! Built in the 1960s, he's eight feet tall and is named "Jack Ben Rabbit." The carrot-vore is located in front of the Ector County Independent School District Administration Building in downtown Odessa. The plaque there includes a recipe for Jackrabbit and Dumplings. And, it's PETA approved!<br />
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On a side note for you book worms, Thalia, Texas is in this neck of the woods and is the place in several of Larry McMurtry's novels. His home town is Archer City, 80 miles from Thalia.<br />
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<strong>DALLAS (AP) – A Dallas bank robber who abided by a teller’s request to provide two forms of identification before she could give him money is going to prison.</strong><br />
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<strong>A federal judge Tuesday sentenced 49-year-old Nathan Wayne Pugh to more than eight years. Prosecutors say Pugh last July 2011, while on parole for two aggravated robberies, robbed a Wells Fargo Bank.</strong><br />
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<strong>U.S. Distinct Judge Sam A. Lindsay sentenced Pugh, 49, to 102 months at a hearing today in a Dallas federal courtroom.</strong><br />
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<strong>In the Dallas holdup, Pugh walked into the Wells Fargo Bank, 4332 Lemon Ave. in Dallas, on July 26 with a fast-food restaurant bag, according to federal documents.</strong><br />
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<strong>“Look if you don’t want to die then you should do as this note says. This is not a bag of food. This is a bom, so just put money in an envelope and do not make any move till after I have left for ten mintis.”</strong><br />
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<span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>With winter at its end and spring just around the corner, I thought I'd introduce y'all to a little slice of heaven that makes Texas the Promised Land and a sportman's paradise. The Hill Country is west of San Antonio and you can get there by taking Interstate 10, Highway 90 or various other state two-laners, which is my personal favorite way because it allows a slower pace and plenty of stops to admire the scenery and smell the proverbial roses. Please enjoy the pictures!</strong></span><br />
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<strong><span style="color: yellow;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> The Westcave Preserve in southwest Travis County</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span></span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong> Hill Country, Texas after a spring shower </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong> Ennis, Texas </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Finally, I couldn't help myself. I just had to put in a picture of BBQin' Texas-style. When the wind's just right, you'll catch a whiff of the heavenly delight of smokin' meat. If you're visiting the Hill Country, this is definitely one place to stop and lick your chops!</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>The Salt Lick</strong></span><br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961325091145146178.post-66895836046988052532012-03-12T07:05:00.000-07:002012-03-12T07:05:00.612-07:00Watch Where You Step!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">The Western Diamondback Rattlesnake</span></strong><br />
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There's a Texas tale about the rattlesnake that goes something like this: A Texas cowboy, with a very fine pair of embroidered and silvered boots, was bitten by a rattlesnake when courting a lovely young frontier damsel. He dies and leaves the treasured boots to a friend who then falls in love with the same girl. One day, he pulled on the beautiful boots in order to impress her. He immediately sickens and falls dead, leaving the boots, yet again, to a third cowboy. In time, this fellow also falls for the young girl and decides to wear the ill-fated boots to go courting. The end result is the same, the cowboy falls over dead. Just as folks begin to suspect the girl of being a <em>femme fatale</em>, having some strange deadly effect on her suitors, it's discovered that in one of the boots there's a rattlesnake fang still embedded inside.<br />
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<br />The fear of the rattler is understandable and expected. You'd how to be a fool to not show any respect toward this reptile. Heck, it even gives you advanced warning when you go poking around its homestead. It's said that the Western Diamondback Rattlesnake accounts for the most fatalities in North America. Another interesting tidbit of trivia is that this snake isn’t an endangered species. In fact, if the rattler's fang is detached or broken off from its mouth, it's still <em>DANGEROUS</em>. Don't go near it or poking around it! Yeah, I'm talking to my redneck brethren out there.<br />
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The venom is primarily hemotoxic, which means that it mainly affects blood vessels, blood cells and the heart. The venom is a digestive aid for the snake, tends to liquify and breakdown the complex protein structures of the animal it engorged. With digestive juices like that, who needs venom?!<br />
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Some symptoms of a rattlesnake bige include excessive bleeding, tissue necrosis (the affected area blackens & dies), swelling, edema and intense pain.<br />
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To illustrate the last point, I've added a picture of someone with a snakebite to the foot.<br />
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Oh, there are worse pictures, but I chose this mild one because of the women and chilluns who might come across this blog.<br />
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So, please be careful where step, so to speak. They could be found almost anywhere: under rocks, in brush, abandoned cars, cozying up around the garden hose (really!), in the dog house (which would explain Fido's exaggerated fear of enclosed spaces) along with other uncommon places, including your local honky-tonk (okay, now I'm writing about another <em>kind</em> of snake).<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961325091145146178.post-14577914177396958892012-03-09T18:35:00.000-08:002012-03-09T18:35:03.785-08:00The Legend of Bigfoot Wallace<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">William Alexander Anderson "Bigfoot" Wallace is the most famous frontiersman and Texas Ranger in
the history of the Lone Star State. He was
born April 3, 1817 in the tiny hamlet of Lexington, Virginia.
It's said that his ancestry included kinship to Sir William Wallace, the leader of the Scottish
Army in the war against the land-grabbing King Edward I of England.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">He arrived in Texas at a time when the emerging Republic desperately needed men of his caliber to settle the wild and hostile land. Within 3 years, he had gained a reputation as an Indian fighter, Ranger, and frontier scout. His name was a household word throughout the great state and that's saying alot considering that the names of Davey Crockett, Sam Houston, Jim Bowie and such still rang in the ears of many Texans. His main reason for going to Texas was to avenge his brother's & cousin's death at the Massacre at Goliad. But, he stayed to help build Texas; first, the Republic and then the State.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Wallace fought in the Battle of Plum Creek in 1840, and joined the defense of Texas when Mexico invaded in 1842. Later that year, he volunteered for the
retailatory Somervell Raid across the Rio Grande River, and subsequently joined
the Mier Expedition organized to penetrate further into Mexico. Wallace survived
the Black Bean executions that followed the capture of the Mier participants,
and was imprisoned at Perote Prison east of Mexico City. After his release, he
joined other Texans in the Mexican-American War. In the 1850s, he commanded a
company of Texas Rangers fighting border bandits and Indians on the frontier.</span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">He preferred water and buttermilk instead of whiskey. And, he never told the same story twice (like any good Texan story-teller).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em>The Big Foot Wallace museum is located in Bigfoot, Texas. The museum is dedicated to the man, the myth and the legend, which has <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">replicas of his log-cabin home and Texas Independence Hall (where the Texas Declaration of Independence was signed, for you non-Texans). The museum also </span>houses artifacts related to Wallace.</em></span></div>
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25-minute drive from San Antonio</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">.</span> The historic "Tree" in the middle of road FM 472, is the unique
landmark at the center of Bigfoot.</em> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The 34-foot-long boats, each powered by three, 300-horsepower outboard engines, will have bullet-proof plating and six machine guns apiece, not unlike the river patrol boats the U.S. Navy used during the Vietnam War.</span><br />
<br /><span style="font-size: large;">The vessels will be able to operate in as little as 2 feet of water, according to the report, and will work with U.S. Customs and Border Protection to combat drug smuggling coming across the Rio Grande.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">"They're finding out when those people are coming across, and one of the things they need to be able to do is interdict them on the water," Texas state Rep. Paul Workman</span><a href="http://www.kvue.com/home/related/DPS-unveils-new-high-powered-patrol-boat-for-border-operations-135296258.html"><span style="font-size: large;"> told CNN affiliate KVUE-TV</span></a><span style="font-size: large;"> when the first of the boats, the JD Davis, was christened in December.</span><br />
<br /><span style="font-size: large;">"It sends a message: Don't mess with Texas," Jose Rodriguez, a regional commander of the Texas Department of Safety, told WFAA.</span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Goliad is a town along the Southern Pacific Railroad. It is one of many that dot the South Texas landscape. The confluence of the San Antonio River, U.S. Highways 59 and 183, and State Highway 239 runs by or along the town. It was established in October 1749.</span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Standing in front of the Goliad County Courthouse - a two-story limestone building completed in 1894 - is the huge live oak tree with thick, low branches. A historical marker notes that in the mid-1800s, when a sentence was handed down, it was immediately carried out at the tree. The marker also notes that some of those hanged didn't have benefit of trial. In bygone Texas, that wasn't unusual.</span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Between 1846 and 1870, this live oak tree served as the site of court sessions. Death sentences pronounced by the court were carried out immediately. The recently sentenced convict was </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">brought outside and his death sentence carried out
at the end of a rope. It isn’t known how many people swung there, but
most estimates are between the dozens and the low hundreds.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial;">When I traveled through this neck of the woods (no pun intended), it was fascinating to see my home state's history up close and personal. The tree stood tall and majestic there in the sleepy South Texas townsquare. Mexicans, Tejanos, Blacks and even White men all wore the Texan neck tie. Rough justice in some cases. But, that's what makes Texas Texas.</span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There's even a Hanging Tree Gift Store (no lie!) there on the town square. Sorry, no little bonsai tree replicas of the original Hanging Tree. Here's the link for you Doubting Thomases: </span><a href="http://www.goliadantiques.net/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Hanging Tree Antiques</strong></span></a><br />
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<em><span style="font-family: Arial;">Goliad is located off Texas </span><span style="font-family: Arial;">Hwy. 183 S and US 59 E.</span></em></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 7.0pt;"><span style="color: black;">The building mimics a Prada store…but, out in the backside of the West Texas
desert. I’ve driven out that way, so I know what I’m talking about when I say
there ain’t nothing out there but lots of sand.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 9.0pt;">The sculpture is meant to look like a Prada store, with minimalist white
stucco walls and a window display housing real Prada shoes and handbags. There
is no working door; it's </span><span style="font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 7.0pt;">locked.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;">Just don’t tell that to them Texas gals with the ten gallon bouffants ‘cause it won’t stop
‘em. They’ll stampede right through those doors like the bulls of Pamplona.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 7.0pt;"><span style="color: black;">The shoes start at more than $500 and the price of purses easily climb
into four figures. Marfa now has some braggin’ rights because Texas does not have a
Prada store anywhere else. So, stick that in your craw and smoke it, Dallas!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span style="color: black;">To be sure, the Prada Marfa sculpture will provide countless hours of
conversation for motorists driving through West Texas like: "What the hell
is that?!"</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;">S</span><span style="font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">ome of
the locals have suggested that Prada Marfa isn't a sculpture at all, but a time
warp, kinda like a wormhole for rednecks – to transport those who break into the
building out of their dreary hillbilly lives and into a more modern &
progressive life of dreariness. One has to admit that even though this is an
implausible crack-pipe theory, it has a certain charm (think of a <i>Twilight
Zone</i> episode: <i>Deliverance</i> meets <i>Breakfast At Tiffany’s</i>).</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span style="color: black;">The Marfans (i.e., citizens of Marfa, for you Ivy League types)
commissioned a protégé of Frank Lloyd Wright to rework the sculpture in a way that would reflect the eco-sensitive, environmentally-safe,
green-friendly consciousness of the 21<sup>st</sup> Century. Take a look-see below.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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JACKSONVILLE (AP) — An alleged brawl in East Texas over the affections of one man has led to the arrest of seven women.<br />
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Jacksonville police on Thursday reported all seven women are free on bond after being charged with participating in a riot. One is also charged with retaliation, allegedly threatening to injure nearby witnesses, and giving a false name to police.<br />
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Investigators say the arrests happened Sunday after reports of a fight at a truck stop. Nobody was hurt.<br />
Detective James Oden says two of the women earlier allegedly exchanged threatening text messages about spending time with the man. Oden says some other women pulled up to get gasoline and became involved in the dispute.<br />
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Oden says some of the women are related.<br />
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<strong><span style="color: orange;">Talk about paying at the pump; 14 pumps, that is. Ol' Romeo must've tucked tail and went into the witness-protection program. I'm not sure there's a moral to the story here, but at least there's a made-for-TV movie opportunity for the Lifetime Channel or the O Channel.</span></strong>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961325091145146178.post-87601650234456737082012-02-27T08:53:00.000-08:002012-02-27T09:04:01.705-08:00Texan Stonehenge<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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myths have been perpetuated about the origin of the Cadillac Ranch, which is up
along the Texas Panhandle. This is Larry McMurtry country. The most popular tale
goes like this: An eccentric Amarillo, Texas millionaire loved Cadillacs (like
most old school Texans). When the time came to buy a new ride, he would have
the old one buried nose first on his land. But, like most Texas tall tales,
there’s more to the story than just the book cover. </span></strong></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Arial; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><strong>The
truth of the matter is that the Cadillac Ranch idea is credited to an artistic
project. After all, what's there to do out in the desert praries of West Texas but shoot varmints like coyotes and praries dogs, and watch paint dry? Thus, the Cadillac Ranch, was born. </strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #f1c232;">The Texas millionaire part of the story is true, however. </span></strong></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The 10
used Cadillacs, ranging in model years from 1948 to 1963, were built along the
historic Route 66. The cars were meant to represent the
"Golden Age” of American automobiles. </span><span style="font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">At first, the cars displayed their
original paint jobs – turquoise, banana yellow, gold, and sky blue. But as people are wont to do when inspired by transcending art, they spray painted the cars, making them utterly unrecognizable from the original factory finish. Now, this is the kind of interactive art movement you don't see the Louvre's patrons mimic. I read that souvenir aficionados smashed the windows, made
off with all the chrome, radios, speakers and even some of the doors. Ooo wee! How many art museums can boast that their exhibits also serve as the gift shop? The
wheels have since been welded to the axles to prevent more theft. </span></span></strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The Cadillac Ranch is located west of
Amarillo </span><span style="font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">on
old Route 66, south of I-40 between exits 60 and 62.</span></span></strong></span></div>
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961325091145146178.post-82587744880196339292012-02-25T13:44:00.000-08:002012-02-27T11:04:45.699-08:00That was no cop. That was the Michelle Obama food police!!!<strong><span style="color: cyan;"><span class="story_dl">DEER PARK, Texas, Feb. 24 (UPI) -- </span>Police in Texas said an officer is facing charges after security cameras recorded him taking other people's food from a station refrigerator.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: cyan;">Deer Park Police Chief Greg Griggs said the cameras were installed after food including lunches, drinks and 60 pounds of deer sausage was taken from the department's refrigerator, KTKR-TV, Houston, reported Friday.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: cyan;">Griggs said officer Kevin Yang was caught on camera taking food and Monster energy drinks from the fridge Nov. 19, 22, 26 and 27.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: cyan;">"The same officer was taking the items each time," Griggs said. "Nobody else was taking it during that three week period." </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: cyan;">Griggs said Yang was placed on a 30-day unpaid suspension Tuesday and is facing misdemeanor theft charges.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: cyan;">Yang said he was just trying to keep the refrigerator clean.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: cyan;">"A lot of times we clean up the community refrigerator like once a week, everything take by Friday or certain date or everything gets thrown out, which we don't do here," he said.</span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><strong>This story had more holes than Swiss cheese and was difficult to swallow. It even gave me heartburn. Once I sank my teeth into it, it became more palatable. In the end, it was all in bad taste.</strong></span><br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961325091145146178.post-14466925254680806172012-02-22T22:26:00.001-08:002012-02-27T11:02:42.840-08:00Shootin' in the Dark<span style="font-size: large;">Bringing new meaning to ‘firing blind’</span><br />
<strong>Associated Press</strong><br />
<strong>Updated <abbr class="dtstamp updated" style="display: inline;" title="2006-12-12T00:07:43">12/11/2006 7:07:43 PM </abbr></strong><br />
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<strong><span class="dateline">AUSTIN, Texas -- </span>The blind would be able to go hunting if a Texas bill becomes law.</strong><br />
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<strong>The bill would allow legally blind hunters to use a laser sight, or lighted pointing instrument, which is forbidden for sighted hunters, according to State Rep. Edmund Kuempel, who introduced it.</strong><br />
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<strong>"This opens up the fun of hunting to additional people, and I think that's great," Kuempel said.</strong><br />
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<strong>Many Texans enjoy the state's reputation for outdoor sports. The state also is where Vice President Dick Cheney accidentally shot a friend in the face while hunting for quail earlier this year.</strong><br />
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<strong>Blind hunters also would have to have a sighted hunter with them. They could hunt any game sighted people can hunt and otherwise use the same weapons.</strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">I guess it's better than legalizing them to use hand grenades for partridge huntin'.</span></strong>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961325091145146178.post-16386366283774822782012-02-20T21:37:00.000-08:002012-02-27T11:01:31.011-08:00Coming Soon! Swooner's Day Surgery<strong>AUSTIN, Texas - (February 14, 2012) - The </strong><a href="http://www.setonheart.com/"><strong>Seton Heart Institute</strong></a><strong> has opened Central Texas' first 'fainting' clinic, the Syncope Clinic. It is dedicated to addressing a symptom that affects thousands of people and could potentially uncover serious heart conditions.</strong><br />
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<strong>Approximately 3 percent of all emergency department visits are for fainting. Oftentimes, a patient will undergo many expensive tests and see numerous specialists, only to walk away without knowing the true cause of the fainting.</strong><br />
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<strong>"Many suffering from syncope say it feels like the lights went out which can cause a great deal of anxiety because they don't know if or when it will happen again," explained Dr. Jeffrey Michel, cardiologist with the Seton Heart Institute. "We're devoted to utilizing the latest tools and techniques to assess a patient's symptoms and then develop a plan to help control and prevent fainting spells."</strong><br />
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<strong>from <em>Dell Children's Medical Center News</em>, Feb. 14, 2012</strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">I heard they also treat dizzy spells, weak knees, lilly livers, scatter brains and zonk outs, too.</span></strong>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961325091145146178.post-40967711661824175312012-02-20T21:09:00.002-08:002012-02-27T11:00:08.133-08:00Flush Twice - Houston Needs the Water<strong>HOUSTON - Turn the tap or flush the toilet in North Texas, and every drop down the drain ends up at a sewage treatment plant like the large facility in West Dallas, operated by the Trinity River Authority.</strong><br />
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<strong>"We're handling right now about 135-140 million gallons [of raw sewage] per day," said Bill Tatum, the manager of the Trinity River Authority.</strong><br />
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<strong>This plant is one of the biggest in the area, which separates solids and removes paper and other objects before turning it into clear water in a 12 hour process.</strong><br />
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<strong>"Flush twice - Houston needs the water," said Glenn Clingenpeel with the Trinity River Authority. "It used to be a joke. Now it's more of a water strategy. The folks in Houston will say, 'Yes, please do.'"</strong><br />
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<strong>It's a little-known fact outside science circles, but a truth in Texas for decades.</strong><br />
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<strong>Wastewater from the Metroplex flows downstream 250 miles in the Trinity River and into Lake Livingston, where Houston gets most of its water.</strong><br />
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<strong>from <em>KVUE.com</em>, Austin, TX</strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Houston, we have a problem...</span></strong>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961325091145146178.post-16529779905670155572012-02-20T20:35:00.000-08:002012-02-27T10:59:06.229-08:00I Guess She Didn't Go With H&R Block...<strong>A woman reported being threatened by a lady who prepared her taxes. The woman told police the lady wanted more of her refund as payment.</strong><br />
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from <em>The Lufkin News</em>, Feb. 20, 2012Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0