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Cowboy Boots

Ugh. There is an awful computer virus going around. I got my first “copy” last week, because the virus found my name in a Texas bootmaker’s e-mail/address book. It’s been showin’ up in my e-mail box at least a couple of times a day ever since. It’s a kinda sneaky because it makes looks like your downloading a MSWord file or a webpage…instead of a file ending with “.exe”. The file’s up to no good. If you get a copy, I’d recommend you delete it, then go to your trash or recycle bin and delete it again…off your hard drive…permanently.

The e-mail may be from someone you know, and the text of the message will look like this:

Hi! How are you?

I send you this file in order to have your advice.

See you later. Thanks

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Download Attachment: listen think “do.doc.com”

REMEMBER, don’t reply, don’t click on it…just delete it.

Cowboy Boots

I hate my car…it’s just like commuting in Apollo 13. It’s got a hundred switches and dials and there’s only a 50/50 chance any of them will work on a given day. Last night I ripped off the decayed leather steering wheel cover… the one that sticks to my hands and bugs me every summer. I was picking all the stitches out with a knife, when the neighbor kids all piled in the back seat. They wanted to listen to the radio, so I turned it up loud, and we opened the windows to let some of the twang out. (I live in a kinda loud, kinda rap-hip-hop-motown kinda neighborhood.)

“Oh! I know who this is! It’s that bald guy with the really big concerts!”

“No, you’re thinking of Garth Brooks.”

“Oh, yeah.”

“This is Buck Owens. He’s from Bakersfield”

“Where’s that?”

“Part way to L.A.”

…and then they wrestled around some more on the backseat ’til one got a nosebleed and we all had to stop.