Dancing with alligators

I'll be here today and probably not blogging again until Wednesday, but a reader sent this note that left me with a big grin, so I thought I'd share it:

Being from Texas, I have followed your blog with interest, but I do not admire the scope of your project: Reforming the criminal justice system in Texas is like trying to teach an alligator to dance.

I thought of your blog over the xmas break. I was down visiting my parents, who live now just over the border in Louisiana, and every morning for breakfast, sure enough, grits.

I especially like the traditional usage of the word "admire." I'll bet a warm bowl of grits tasted good on those chilly holiday mornings on the Louisiana border. Yum, yum.