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Seeing the world in living color, not through a yellow haze

Two weeks ago, I was living in a yellow haze. The sky was gray… sort of West Texas dust storm gray. I thought it was blue… West Texas dust storm blue. My electronic reader was beige… sort of like it was nighttime and it was protecting my eyes from too much screen time. I thought the background was white… or at least normal. The colors on the home decorating show I was watching were wrong. They referred to the fabric on the couch as being red. It was orange. I thought I needed to adjust the color on my set, but I didn’t know how. When I was a kid, there was a knob on the television to adjust the color. There are no knobs on my television… only selections on the menu and arrows back and forth. I tried these, and the color wasn’t red. It was still orange… or very yellow red.

Finally, I see...

My grandkids might understandably say of me, “Oh, Poppy, you are so yesterday.” And they are so right, clearly on target if they encase me with the “day before yesterday” crowd. Whatever, they often kid me about needless effort expended in simple written communication.

Clock ticking

The clock is ticking on getting bills out of the House and to the Texas Senate, Lt. Gov. Dan Patrick warned last week in a story in the Austin American- Statesman. Patrick presides over the Senate and is worried many bills that have made it out of House committees but have not gone before the full chamber will not be considered before the session ends.

Only three more weeks!

So, I want to know the history of the track and field events. I mean rodeo events are based on actual needs on a ranch, things like roping a calf to administer medicine or brand it, or dogging a steer because there is no other way to take him to the ground, or milking a wild cow, or riding a bull because your buddies dared ya… hmmm…okay, so maybe those events don’t make much sense either.