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Rumblings

  • Last week, I posted about crossing both the Red River of the North between North Dakota and Minnesota and the Red River between Oklahoma and Texas.
    • Imagine my surprise when I crossed the Sabine and Pearl Rivers multiple times apiece on the same day.
    • Whoever designed the roads in Texas and Louisiana needs to report for ‘random’ drug testing.
  • The city fathers of Houston need to be told that the 2020 census is over. They can stop blocking travelers on the freeway in an attempt to pump up their numbers for representation.
  • Not sure what’s going on with Houston, but my car was relatively clean when I started across that city, but was so dirty when I got to the other side that windshield washing fluid wasn’t able to cut through the grime. Had to pay a tithe to Buccees and go through the world’s longest car wash in order to see out my back window again.
  • For some reason, after directing me to drive directly across Houston, the magical elf box in the car advised me to get off of I-10 and drive around Beaumont, Texas. This put me on a path through Port Arthur and other out of the way spots.
    • Not complaining, mind you. It was good to break the monotony and see somewhere I’d never been.
    • I do have to ask, though: How bad is traffic in Beaumont that I got warned off, but Houston was tolerable to the navigation software?
  • While sitting in the traffic jam across the Mississippi River, I noticed that the bridge was humming and moving rather rhythmically. Problem was that my side of traffic wasn’t moving, and the other side of traffic was moving intermittently. I’m still not sure what caused the bridge to move like that, but I’m glad I got across before I found out.
  • While driving across America’s heartland, you see the unfortunate remains of animals being struck by traffic. On this trip, deer were most common. Occasionally, I saw a coyote frozen to the side of the road. In Oklahoma, I saw several armadillos, which was probably not good for whatever hit it. Heck, in Texas I saw a HUGE wild pig whose final resting place was tastefully decorated with pieces of a Toyota.
    • Nothing, however, will ever compare to the eldritch abominations I saw on the elevated sections of the highway in Louisiana. I’m pretty sure they were mammals at once time, because they tended to be at least a little fuzzy, but other than that, I can’t figure out their taxonomy.
  • As part of my trip, I pledged to get the Young Prince a few tee shirts as souvenirs. I was ‘advised’ to not get him college tee shirts, especially anything from Southeastern Conference sports teams, by She Who Shall Not Be Named. Apparently, she still bleeds Kentucky Wildcat blue to some degree.
    • So, anyway, Boo got tee shirts from LSU, Auburn, Texas A&M, and the University of Texas.
    • I may need a safe house for a couple of weeks. Any offers?
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