Sketch of the Week

This week while in the confines of morning meetings, I couldn't help but think of a morning on the range.  Coffee brewing over the coals, biscuits in the dutch oven.  Of course a couple of hands riding to get the horses and all lined up for the day.  The large red sun rising over the plateaus, beginning to bake the dry land.  Yet, here we city boys are sitting behind a desk being talked to like a bunch of mindless lemmings.  The smell of Starbuck's permeates the still office air, fluorescent lighting giving the world a faint bluish orange tint.  Oh the life that we lead, I bet the boys out there on the range are very envious. 

Pray for the old traditions, teach them to your kids.  Let them know that real cowboys aren't playing football on Sunday.

That's enough of my soapbox, here's the weekly/monthly sketch.  Hope you enjoy.  Vaya con Dios, RW