An Old Cowboy musing that I plan to blame on either being an old cowboy, the Oklahoma oilfields or just the fact I do forget some things every now and then. I have learned that correct spelling and proper grammar are more esteemed by school teachers and serious writers then by old cowboys. Now I say that knowing full well that Mrs Cook my high school English teacher has most likely clawed her way out of the grave, and with that meter stick is looking for me. That and a couple of those high class critics are likely rereading a couple of those papers I wrote to see if they missed something. The big thing is I appreciate you reading what I write and I hope it makes you think about things around you. The coffee cup is empty and I have said enough. Y’all have a nice day.