Denis Lehane: More money in cattle than oil now

I ordered some tractor diesel the other day, and when JR Ewing himself came out to deliver it, I had to laugh. 

“Well the Lord save us all, JR,” says I, as he climbed down from his truck, “But are times so bad that you had to come out yourself?”

Tilting his ten-gallon hat, JR snorted back in his Texan twang.