Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Things Seen 3
The gods of the Lone Star State are apparently still miffed that I left so abruptly last year. In February, I got caught in an unexpected snowstorm in north Texas. Yesterday, trying to fly into Houston--on a plane about the size of my bathroom, approximately--we got diverted because of the rain and sat on the Beaumont tarmac for 2.5 hours. Couldn't get off the plane or anything because apparently the word "airport" in Beaumont means "fueling station only." I was supposed to reach my final destination a little after seven. Got here after midnight.
But I'm alive and well. Just changed my return flight through Houston to an earlier one, but might be stuck again because of storms. Wish me well.
Now, back to the picture. While waiting in the puddle-jumping crop duster in Beaumont, I noticed that shirt on one of my fellow entrapees. The top, which you probably can read, says "Hooters Guide to Good Hunting." The words are wrapped lovingly around the curvalicious body of a barely-clothed brunette. Her full breasts seem poised to escape the questionable restraint of her mini-Hooters tube top. She, herself, is all a-straddle a deer.
And the hunting guide, emblazoned below the form of naughty-white-girl-rides-big-buck?
"Find one with a big rack and mount it."