2/19 part 2

The other day we were on a 2-lane frontage road. I had the curb lane, and the a**hole in the other lane decided he wanted to make a right turn, so he cut in front of me. I slammed on the brakes and laid on the horn. Didn't faze f***wad one iota. Emily tells me to be careful, since many of these idiots carry guns. I brought some sandwiches back to the motel today and we ate them in the breakfast room. There were 5 groups of people, almost all men, totally engrossed in the TV show about concealed guns: which to buy, how to carry them, practicing your draw, etc. Before we began this odyssey, I told a local attorney our plans. He claims he hates Texas so much that he will not take a flight that crosses Texas for fear that they will have to make an emergency landing. I am beginning to have the same warm feelings about Houston.