You almost, ALMOST, follow a jack-ass Austin driver to tell them exactly what a jack-ass they really are. Then, you realize you are 5'nothing and they might be bigger...and yell back at you. Because if they don't care that they almost ran you down, they probably don't care to pounce on you if you fight back.
Errr....so now I am enjoying an ice cold brewsky. And it's not Lone Star - I can't do Texas beer in this state of mind.
But, this made me realize that my beloved slice of Texas heaven has its drawbacks. Well, really, just one - TERRIBLE DRIVERS. And when I say terrible, I mean worse than anyone you could imagine at this moment, believe me.
When will the beer kick in?
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