If you see me tomorrow and I’m walking around funny, blame it on the new boots. I’ll be packing thick socks, but for $49.99 at Academy, I don’t think one gets the finest hand-tooled footwear, lovingly custom fitted by a 5th generation boot-making artisan to one’s dimensions. I think the leather for my new boots may have come from nutria (you know, the big swamp rats), and they are made in China, which “don’t seem right.” So I’m expecting a few blisters, and I may smuggle my Crocs to work in my briefcase, just in case. But I’ll be listening to Hank Williams and Johnny Cash on the way in to work, and by golly, I’ll go Texan come Hell or high water (and with my boots I’ll be ready for either). Hope you have a great Friday.