Dunno whether I'm getting pickier in my old age or what, but the 3 or 4 WSWs I saw out on Chamb north of Laburnum last night about 6:30 were all two-baggers. Where did all these fat, rode-hard-put-away-wet skanks come from? Anyway, instead of picking up one of those heifers I called Erin and got a first-rate BBBJCIM for the usual contribution. The street is not doing her any favors, and the day will come when I pass on her too, but for now the skills are still there and her attitude is usually reasonably good.
