I lived in Wichita Falls, Texas for good long while. People familiar with Texas usually feel sorry for you when you admit that. I eventually read the Dallas Morning News regularly. Every so often this odd column with the words “scattershooting, while wondering whatever happened to [x]” would appear. Written by a Texas institution named Blackie Sherrod, “Scattershooting,” as I remember it anyway, was often an assemblage of allusive, seemingly random thoughts on the page that maybe had some underlying idea or logic or maybe didn’t at all. At the time I marveled at the erudition and wit in a Read more