Texas baby names and the future of work
ok enough of the easter holiday blues. thank god THAT's over. Nothing like a full blown bitch session to make you feel all betters. Anyhoo, I've been back in Texas for almost 6 months now...and my place STILL isn't painted. More on the house crap later. So where am I going tomorrow? SAN DIEGO! yeah I know! but only for 2 days. I'm getting to make a presentation on a subject that is pretty much over my head but I've been told to keep it light as the audience will apparently have less technical knowledge than me. Nothing like underestimating your audience's intelligence to start a preso off right. So I'm currently taking a break from my "book report preso" to write this. 12 slides and counting! whoo hoo!
getting back to the title of this entry...ever since I've been in CA I have a different perspective of Texas. not only a new found fondness for my beloved state but also some understanding of how outsiders can get the impression that we seem to spend a little too much time talking to the cows. I was driving back to work after lunch today and noticed a sticker on the car in front of me. One of those down home auto sales lots who can't afford the really cool metal ones like the large lots have. In some ways it was understandable. The name of the car lot was "Cooter's auto sales" I wish I had my camera. not that i would've gotten a great pic but at least it would've been something. It got me to thinking about the backwoods white trailer trash names that texans in particular seem to curse their children with. Maynard, Cooter, Buford, Delbert, Earl, Tanya, Lurleen Norton (
)...now these are most likely family names, but seriously why perpetuate bad taste and call it tradition?
I found this looking for Cooter's website...(alas, there wasn't one) it looks pretty funny. it's always funny when Texans get preachy with a twang...ah say....