The land of Prozac

Welcome to Austin, TX! Riding in today at a pretty nasty intersection, I was making sure there was no traffic as I needed to make a left across traffic and watch from the traffic from the stop light to the right. Well numbnuts decides to make a left turn, after he looked me straight in the eye without a turn signal so he could by pass the light. He got my usual greeting of "Good one, F*&@ing jackass!" If he heard it, it probably didn't register. He was either clueless or on his meds. I think the latter. Seems like all Texassians have taken the Cali approach to life and just pop another pill to make everything nice. Well I would rather pop another beer or have a good glass of wine to make everything nice and hear some good ole brass band music from the Big Easy. Boy I miss sitting on our old porch and having "porch drinks" and watching the sunset. No one comes out here. We had a neighborhood watch meeting and I was surprised to see people. Made me ask, "Do you live here?" Just a stare in return as if nothing was registering upstairs. Where are all the real people? by the way only 6 of 14 today.