Texas drivers

While I can certainly understand how days and days and days and days of gloomy skies and snow can affect a person's mood, it isn't all sunshine and blue skies here in the United State of Bubbaland.

Sunday, I was wearing shorts. Yesterday, I watched snowflakes as big as minivans fall to the street below my third floor office. This is where it's fun.

Texans don't know how to drive in this stuff. We don't have snow tires. Nor much of a street crew to put sand and/or salt on the roads. And it wouldn't really help anyway.

That's because Bubba loves him some pickup truck. And trucks don't have weight in the back. Some bubbas put a bale of hay in the truck bed just to get weight over the rear axle. Those are educated Bubbas. The driver of the truck pictured at left is not.

My friend put several bags of dry cement in her truck. But neglected to take it out when the snow melted. She had to enlist several friends to help her remove the hardened concrete in the spring.

Weekend forecast calls for mid-60s Saturday and Sunday. Wonder where I put those shorts?