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Wow the Speech that this woman gives to a San Antonio City Council on ICE and their cooperation with them is by far one of the best I’ve ever heard! We need more people like this coming forward and speaking out! 👇👇👇👇

For two decades, he helped tell the stories of Mizzou teams, coaches and student-athletes as the head of Sports Information - and he continues to contribute as our department historian. Now, Bob Brendel is a Mizzou Athletics Hall of Famer. A true steward of Mizzou’s history — and now a permanent part of it. #MIZHOF 🐯✍️ Watch how AD Laird Veatch & our department shared the news with Bob:

Annual appreciation post of Chi Chi Rodriguez and his caddie. 🙌

When you walk along The Drag, there’s not much to see in terms of businesses. Sure, there’s some hustle and bustle — students walking to and from class, cars rushing by — but many of the storefronts are empty. l8r.it/PV0g

The historic Treaty Oak in downtown Austin has been vandalized. The Parks Department says it's keeping the tree's health as its primary focus. l8r.it/OBZ6

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youtu.be/L-D824LHti4?si… James McMurtry (who is Larry McMurtry's son) has some of the same verbal talents as his father had ---- but plays the guitar better. He has an acoustic version of this on YouTube, but this is the full-on rock and roll version. Flatter than a tabletop Makes you wonder why they stopped here Wagon must have lost a wheel or they lacked ambition, one On the great migration west Separated from the rest Though they might have tried their best They never caught the sun So they sunk some roots down in the dirt To keep from blowin' off the earth Built a town around here And when the dust had all but cleared They called it Levelland, the pride of man In Levelland Granddad grew the dryland wheat Stood on his own two feet His mind got incomplete and they put in the home Daddy's cotton grows so high Sucks the water table dry Rolling sprinklers circle round Bleedin' it to the bone And I won't be here when it comes a day It all dries up and blows away I'd hang around just to see But they never had much use for me in Levelland They don't understand me out in Levelland And I watch those jet trails carving up that big blue sky Coast to coasters watch 'em go And I never would blame 'em one damn bit If they never looked down on this Not much here they'd wanna know Just Levelland Far as you can point your hand Nothin' but Levelland Mama used to roll her hair Back before the central air We'd sit outside and watch the stars at night She'd tell me to make a wish I'd wish we both could fly Don't think she's seen the sky Since we got the satellite dish and I can hear the marching band Doin' the best they can They're playing "Smoke on the Water", "Joy to the World" I've paid off all my debts Got some change left over yet and I'm Gettin' on a whisper jet I'm gonna fly as far as I can get from Levelland, doin' the best I can Out in Levelland - imagine that

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Austin's Lions Municipal Golf Course waiting on University of Texas statesman.com/story/sports/c…

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Posting that photo of former Texas Tech head coach Mike Leach the other day brought to mind the following story about him, which is a great Mike Leach story. This was posted about 20 years ago by a Longhorn football fan on a forum for Texas Longhorn football fans and it is true awesomeness: "So my wife and I were cruising around Pearl Harbor taking in the sights and sounds of such a solemn place. For those of you who have been there, you know that there's more to it than just the Arizona. There's a museum, and other assorted sights. Well, one thing was an old submarine named the Bowfin. In any case, the whole thing was cool, getting to walk through a submarine used in WWII. We're above decks, and I happen to catch a flash of red flying off a kid's head. I look over, and sure enough, his hat had just blown into the harbor. Bummer, I think. Well, his father just stares down into the water, and scratches the back of his head as the family stands wordlessly around him. Nice looking family, I think - Dad, Mom, two daughters and a son (if I remember correctly). Well, a light bulb goes off over Dad's head. He looks to the wife, and says, "I think I can reach it." Heh. There's no way in hell he's going to reach it. "No, seriously, uh...here. If...Okay. I think if I hang off...the...uh, railing...I can reach it. Just hold on to my foot" At this point, he looks as though he's going to actually climb over. Chuckling to myself, I elbow my wife. "Look at this. This dude who looks like Mike Leach is fixing to be swimming. Should be entertaining." Wife looks over, looks at me with a cocked eyebrow. "Uh, John, that IS Mike Leach," she says. "No way," I think. I look over. Light bulb goes off over MY head. Sure enough, that is Mike Leach. Now this is going to be immensely more entertaining than I originally thought. "Honey...I don't think you're going to reach it," pretty wife says. "Dad, don't worry about it," well-behaved son says. Dad scratches the back of his neck, and stares down at the forlorn hat, bobbing in Pearl Harbor. Again, a light bulb goes off. "No," he says, turning with a purpose. "They have something," and walks down the deck, right past me and my googly-eyed, easily star-struck wife, right past the blue-checkered shirt-wearing museum attendant, and right into a yellow-taped off area with what appeared to be a big pile of service [censored]. He proceeds to move some buckets, and other assorted janitorial gear, and comes upon his goal. He starts pulling out this long pole. This pole is about twenty feet long, I swear to God, with a pool net on the end. He turns really quickly with this monstrosity and nearly bowls over a Japanese tourist who is gawking at him. His wife says something along the lines of "Oh, boy...Go, coach go," in a tone I can only translate as moderate, unsurprised bewilderment. She turns to the daughter, "Your Dad...he just doesn't care, does he?" Meanwhile, back at the blue-checkered shirt wearing museum attendant a look of abject horror has conquered her face. She watches as he walks back past her, holding this ridiculous pole over his head. Suddenly, it dawns on her that it is her job to stop this man. "Sir, sir...you can't do that. What are you doing? Stop, sir, please." Mike Leach does not hear her. He reaches the point where the hat overboard has occurred and dips that pole into the harbor, fishes out the hat. He stands there triumphantly for a moment, holding this pole over his head as tourists stare at him in wonderment, his daughter is beside herself with laughter, and the blue-checkered shirt-wearing museum attendant stares at him angrily. "Sir, you MUST put that down," blue-checkered shirt-wearing museum attendant snaps. He looks over at her as though he had not yet noticed her. "Oh...uh...Yeah, I know." Watching him extricate the hat from the net was as amusing as watching him deal with the angry blue-checkered shirt-wearing museum attendant. He gets the hat, shakes it out, and puts it right on his son's head. Sheepishly, his son reaches up and wipes a few drips from his forehead. "Thanks, Dad." Hilarious. In any case, I met him in the museum - real nice guy. I waited for him to gain some separation from his family, because I don't want to be annoying guy who interrupts family time. In any case, I turn around in the museum and he's right there, looking at some medals. Family is nowhere in sight, so I say "Coach, you mind if I get a picture?" He looks up at me, smiles, says, "Absolutely. You from Texas?" Austin, I say, I'm a Longhorn. "They got a lot of you down there. Somebody fills up all those seats in that stadium every time we're down there." We exchange a few more pleasantries, and I'm ready to let him get back to his family. Don't want to be annoying or anything. "Real nice meeting you, Coach," I say. "Yeah, we got you up in Lubbock this year, though. Should be a good game," he says. Well, we don't seem to play well in Lubbock, I reply. "It's always a good game when we play Texas," he says. Yeah, kind of a rivalry, I say. "Well, A&M seems to be more of our rival right now," he says. "They don't seem to like you all very much right now," I say. He chuckles. I tell him there's nothing we enjoy more than watching his Red Raiders beat the Aggies. He looks at me. I told him good luck, except against us, and he looked at me again and said "We'll need it." I think he wanted to laugh or talk more about college football. He really seemed flattered that he was recognized so far from home. Real nice guy. Just seemed exactly like the Mike Leach you see on TV following a football game. Just kind of in his own little world. Anyway, that's it." Note from Traces: Need proof that this story happened? Here's a photo of a triumphant Mike Leach holding the pole and hat aloft over his head.

My favorite Thanksgiving recipe is from Bob Bullock. He literally yells at you IN ALL CAPS. It is filled with cooking advice that is nothing more than a series of drive by ass chewings and beatdowns. Bottom line from Bob-don’t f’up the beans, comprende? God Bless Texas #txlege

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The Orange Show’s Big Expansion Is Underway in Houston | Houstonia Magazine #bobdaddyowade the sax is back! houstoniamag.com/arts-and-cultu…

Not to be a Halloween Scrooge but I don’t like that everyone uses stencils to carve their pumpkins now. Jack-o-lanterns are supposed to be extremely unimpressive. You should have a vision in your head and then not be able to execute it. That’s what Halloween is all about.

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A delightful little day at the State Fair of Texas. WFAA Collection. October 1961. youtu.be/bKCDPZfrMrM?si…

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Very sad news from San Antonio tonight. RIP Charlie Robison! apnews.com/article/obit-c…

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Some of the long-time regulars at this bar really need to get out, leave the bar, maybe go home ... Bonus Texas points for anybody who can tell me the name of the watering hole at which I took this photo.

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