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A Top Blog for AAP for the second day in a row? Awesome. Can I do it again? Can I keep up this insane level of quality blogging? Probably not. I don't understand how yesterday's even got in that list. A few folks told me that my Fiona Apple review was good, but I personally didn't like it. I wasn't proud of it. But some folks nominated it. And I thank you.

On to today's topic. Last week I had 3 days of meetings with technical representatives from a vendor based in Texas. For those of you that don't know, I live in Wisconsin. I was very excited to have people here from Texas. Imagine my disappointment when they arrived and there wasn't a single cowboy in the bunch.

If you are a company from Texas that is flying people across the country to try and win over another company, wouldn't you send a cowboy? Sure, you couldn't bring all the necessary cowboy accessories like a ranch or a horse. To the best of my knowledge, you can't check a horse onto an airplane and you probably can't fit a ranch into the overhead bin. But come on! You can still bring a cowboy! I don't even want to keep him; I just want him in the meeting, twirling his lasso around and jingling his spurs.

Whenever I'm sent somewhere else in the country to do business, I'm expected to bring cheese or brats; two Wisconsin staples. So why can't Texans bring a cowboy? It's a double standard, I tell you.