The saloon was pretty quiet that night, just Doc sitting at the bar sipping a whiskey on the rocks and four card players sitting at a table near the door. They were all startled when a young man came stumbling through the swinging doors.

"What's all that racket, son?" said Slim, you're like a bull in a china shop". At that moment the young man fell face down on the floor, exposing an arrow sticking out of his back. His hitting the floor caused the horseshoe hanging above the door to fall scoring a perfect ringer around the arrow. Lefty shouted "Come here Doc, some Indian's got him and he's just hanging on by a single thread, if you don't hurry he won't be worth a plugged nickel. Hoss looked at doc and said, "Is that one of those poisoned arrows?" If it is" said Doc "that's a horse of a different color".
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The phone rang at 7:40 PM. It was my friend Judy calling to tell me an old slide projector I had been looking for was listed on eBay and there was only twenty minutes left in which to bid. I quickly got off the phone and got on-line. It was, as luck would have it, the right slide projector.

I was looking for this projector because the old one my parents had was broken and could not be repaired. They have hundreds of slides, some dating back nearly fifty years. My mother and father told me several times that they really wished they could find one so they could look at all those old pictures.
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I suppose you have heard of the old legend that refers to the animals talking on Christmas Eve. I had the opportunity to witness this first hand a couple of weeks ago. It was around midnight and I had just stepped out of a Waffle House off 1-35 south of Dallas. I had just lit up a cigarette when I heard a rustling in the bushes near the road. I walked over and encountered an armadillo foraging in the drainage ditch. He looked up at me and said, "Did you know animals can talk on Christmas Eve?"
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