I Should Have Gone To Maypearl..
I must have been feeling overly confident and brave that day. I was about to get schooled… by the Lone Star State. I boldly drove into Texas and saw a sign. I should have gone to Maypearl. It was first up. It looked safe. Like pie, a tall glass of Texas sweet iced tea, and somebody's grandma calling you "baby" while already knowing everything about you and your entire family line. I slowed down, thought about it, and kept driving. And just like that, I made my first mistake. Then Cut and Shoot. I turned in like I had something to prove. That was mistake number two. Nobody waved. Nobody smiled. One man looked at me like he had already seen the outcome, and I got the strong sense I was about to help him confirm it. I did not stop. I did not park. I did not even fully commit to being there. I slowed down just enough to acknowledge my mistake, then kept moving like eye contact was a legally binding agreement. And somewhere in that slow roll, I noticed something el...