I owe you deep, heartfelt, thought-provoking commentary; and I promise I have several rants cued and ready to spin. (old dj back when vinyl was king) But today I have a dr's appointment to find out why I've been sick as a dog for 5 days and have lost 14 pounds. Don't let those skinny bitches fool you, supermodels have the secret to rapid weight loss and it ain't pretty. I guess I can also blame my insane decision to join the world of blogging on dehydration delerium. Anyhoo...
A teaser for what's to come: A Texan's View of Secession. Heh heh heh. Now don't go getting your panties in a bunch and start calling me "seditious" and "treasonous". As a NATIVE TEXAN, a TEXAN by birth, choice and the Grace of God, AMEN, and a true hyphenated American (Texan-American), I can tell you that it is born in us. We are conceived with the Secession gene and it grows stronger as we grow older. We long for the day when we hear, "Welcome to the Republic of Texas, passport please." But most of us know the difference between Possibility and Probability. And as long as things don't get worse, the Possibility of Texas seceding from the Union isn't Probable. But it's still fun to dream.
