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Strangely, he's never been the lead in another motion picture. I think it was because his acting was so good in Pure Country, Hollywood never came calling again.

The character Strait played was named Dusty, a country singer (of all things). In the movie, Dusty falls in love with Harley Tucker, played by Isabel Glasser, and the rest is history.

The fi rst night they meet, Dusty exhibits the fact he can’t hold his liquor real well and

he is not a boxer. He stumbles around and gets beat up. Eventually he spends the night in a barn on Harley's ranch.

The next morning, after she cooks a big breakfast, she says: “Well, Dusty … you can’t drink, you can’t dance and you can’t fi ght. Can you eat?” They fi nally found something Dusty could do … eat a great breakfast.

As many of you have found out as you’ve traveled to watch Oklahoma State athletic teams over the years, there are some fantastic places to eat breakfast on the road. And lets face it, breakfast is the best meal of the day.

The most important rule of thumb for determining your breakfast destination is this: if there is a long line, the food is prob-ably worth the wait.

There are other considerations as well. For instance, there should be lots of choices available, starting with beverages. The java du jour is a good indicator of the type of breakfast bistro you have chosen. If the coffee looks like a glass of iced tea, you are probably in a national chain-type restau-rant where they have careful instructions about conserving coffee.

If, however, you place your spoon in your “ joe” and it stands up without you touching it, you are probably in a locally owned joint where Mel, Flo, Vera or whoever makes the coffee is not worried about beverage conservation.

My mind and my stomach have an ongoing debate about the better breakfast entree: the protein route, complete with eggs, bacon, sausage, ham, etc., or the greatest breakfast food ever invented (in my opinion): pancakes! I’m not sure if the secret is in the batter or how long you wait until you fl ip them

that makes them so great, which begs another question – what’s the difference between pancakes and fl apjacks?

When you are on the road with the Cowboys or Cowgirls and you fi nd your-self in a diner in front of a steaming stack of golden brown pancakes, don’t trade them for anything. Not for a treat. Not for Senate seats. And please, keep your stim-ulus package.

And can a person get some safe peanut butter? What is the world coming to when you can’t get some peanut butter to put on top of your pancakes? Top it off with your favorite fl avor of syrup (mine is strawberry or maple) and you are in business.

Regardless of the diner or your break-fast of choice, perhaps the best part is surrounding yourself with other OSU fans and stories of years gone by and hopes for tomorrow. You can wash it all down with a big, tall cool glass of … what else: ORANGE juice.

Go Pokes.

KYLE WRAY

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