Random Tuesday Morning Thoughts

• This picture (Facebook) was making the rounds yesterday of tumbleweeds attacking a house in Midland due to the high winds. Pretty amazing. 
• The wind! The cold! I think Puxatony Phil has some explaining to do.
• This is Randy Galloway's column printed 24 years ago today and the day after Jerry Jones bought the Cowboys (at age 46!).  "Jerry, Jerry, Jerry. Key yourself down. The NFL oil patch just isn't that easy. And just because you own the Cowboys, and your pal Jimmy Johnson will coach your new team, that certainly doesn't translate into instant success and the glory days of old. 'Jimmy Johnson is worth five first-round draft picks,' Jones said. Jerry, you have so, so much to learn."
• I played online beach volleyball on the X-Box this weekend and somehow I turned on a "chat feature" where I could hear the other people. It sounded like a little girl being coached by her dad to play. I let her win and she was so excited it was as if she won the lottery. I was almost teary eyed as I told the rest of the Family Unit about it, but they didn't seem as impressed.
• And, yes, wise guys. I let the little girl win. 
• A United States Assistant Attorney in open court: "You've got African Americans, you've got Hispanics, you've got a bag full of money. Does that tell you - a light bulb doesn't go off in your head and say, `This is a drug deal?'" A Supreme Court justice was none too pleased with the remark this week. 
• I've got to update my blog list on the side since everyone is getting locked out. It's as private as the CIA over there. 
• After one year in the Big 12, West Virginia is now complaining about the travel issues. Did they just pull out a United States map for the first time? ("Such as").
• Yesterday The Hammer explained, kind of, why he was off The Fan for over a week. It was a "mental issue" and a "physical issue" that kept him locked in his room in seclusion for a week. And he never called anyone to tell them. He even said, "Honestly, I don't know if I'll be able to keep doing this job." That is one tormented soul.
• That's the best picture the Amarillo paper could come up with ? . . .