Long Hollow

    More from this past weekend in Houston…

    First…my parents are kitten-sitting! Fifi is my nephew's kitten (his girlfriend named it.) While he's in Montana working, Fifi's hanging out with Mama and Daddy. It only took a few 'here kitty-kitty"s for her to venture from her hiding place and check me out. Before too long, I was scratching under her chin and she was purring. I miss kittens! (I would have to choose between a kitten and our allergist – the allergist wins.) Fifi fits that delicate, blue-eyed face (I suspect a touch of Siamese in there somewhere.)

    Second…Donnie has a new Harley…and it's LOADED! CD player…fan…you-name-it. It only took two pictures for him to smile for me. He's learning! He's planning to 'easy-rider' it out to Vegas to visit a friend. Was there ever really a Harley Davidson? Did he look like the motorcycles – big and burly?

    Third…there was a celebrity, a real Texas legend, at my friend Chris' party last Saturday. Tom and I are both going deaf, so we couldn't catch his name that night. Just that he was a successful songwriter from the '80's. Chris told me later who it was: Mundo Earwood. It's one of those names that has gotten buried under the piles of years, but when I heard it, it drifted up, surrounded by images of Gilley's…Kenny Stabler's Diamondback Saloon…Hello, Texas…cowboys, boots, and longnecks. A name like Mundo Earwood can't be totally forgotten.