During the hour and a half ride from the airport I didn't see a single oil well, cow, cowboy, Indian fight. I didn't get passed by a powder blue Lincoln Continental with big horns on the hood and little six-gun door handles driven by a fat guy in a white suit and big white Stetson. (Fix it as cheap as you can,Son. We're gettin' rid of this one when the ash tray gets full!)
There wasn't a single shootout on the main drag and there were no cattle stampedes or any of that.
Nobody was wearing a brace of six-guns and I didn't see Chuck Norris kung-fu anyone.
I didn't get to see Rock Hudson and Elizabeth Taylor and James Dean. I didn't see a place called 'Sarge's Diner'.
All I can do now is ask, "Now what in the wide, wide world of sports has happened to the Texas I have heard about since I was a little kid!".
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"Now what in the wide, wide world of sports has happened to the Texas I have heard about since I was a little kid!".
ReplyDeleteWe were invaded and overrun by yankees.