Where ev’ry home’s a palace

Well, I’m about to head off on a business trip to the Joint DOD-IC Conference. If I didn’t have this cold, I’d be happier about going (you know who you are, you who gave it to me), but still, it should be a good conference. It will be in a Texas city I’ve never really visited before, and that brings a song to my head:

You’re from Big D
I can guess
By the way you drawl
And the way you dress
You’re from Big D
My, oh yes
I mean Big D little a, double l-a-s
And there’s oil all over your address
Back home in Big D

My, oh yes
I mean Big D, little a double l-a
Big D, little a double l-a
Big D, little a double l-a-s
And that spells Dallas
I mean it with no malice
But the rest of Texas looks a mess…


I doubt I’ll get much time to see the city, but still, it is Dallas. Thursday evening I’ll head home, and I already have the likely candidate song. Can you guess it?

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