Good morning Pops and Zoner Friends, Moving Day... With a bit of good fortunate, everything will be loaded today. We'll clean the home tomorrow and hit the road on Wednesday. After a long build up to the move, we are finally seeing the light at the end of the proverbial packing box... err, tunnel. I am a bit of a procrastinator. Actually, I prefer to describe my approach to a large task like moving as the "blitzkrieg" approach... plan everything, and I mean everything, in my head and then (wait to the last moment, according to my wife) attack the problem relentlessly. So, in the middle of the blitzkrieg last night, I started thinking about the Cowboys. I suppose I approached a near trance-like state between packing and wondering just what the heck happened to the 'boys? I don't know if any of you remember the 1989 season. For me, there was a complete feeling of defeat. Although the coaching situation is different, players are different (this is a much more talented team), etc. this year is unfolding with similar feelings of disgust. The "product" on the field is embarrassing. If this was a chess game, I would l toss the board into the playground and reset the chess pieces for a new game. Sorry, it is the weight of the move affecting me.