Yep, I got one of those emails. The one with the two pages of forward headers at the top and five ‘>’ at the front of each line. But this one had some gems in it. And since I am from Amarillo, I have to share a few lines

You know you are from Amarillo, Texas if…

• Friday night high school football is a sell-out.
• You laugh at out-of-towners who actually attempt to eat the free 72 oz. steak.
• You think that trees naturally grow leaning to the north east.
• You know where The Canyon is.
• You’ve never seen smog, but you’ve been through a dust storm.
• You know that the Cadillac Ranch isn’t a real ranch.
• 40 mph wind is, ‘a little breezy.’
• You’ve had to pull over and remove tumbleweeds from the grill of your car.
• You’ve seen rain, hail, sleet, and snow all in the same storm.
• You’ve seen tires on the roofs of trailer houses and you know they’re there to hold the roof on.
• You know how to pronounce Dumas.
• You accept the fact that the most prominent vehicles on the streets are pickup trucks, SUVs, tractors, then cars (in that order).
• You can get a sunburn one weekend and the next weekend it snows!
• Some mountain weirdo or hill country hippie has called you a ‘flat lander‘ and you were proud of it.
• You tell people you live in a red brick house with a tan shingled roof and and a tiny little tree in the front yard, and then realize that describes every house within a 5-mile radius.

It’s Wednesday, the unofficial cut-off time for posting a new white board quip. You’ll have to wait for next Monday. Sorry about that.

I’m not sure exactly what’s going on. I swear today feels like Monday. *Peeks around the corner to see if Rod Sterling is doing an introductory monolog about me.*