I will think of this as I drive through those all too familiar cities and towns. I’m going to read it again and I will have more to say.

Sounds like a Texas I know.  Whenever people have asked me to tell them about Texas-leaving the question at that-I am left with too many answers & too little time.  You have pointed out, quite well, one of the aspects about Texas I have always had a laugh over.  As varied as our placenames are, so are our people...quirkiness thrives here-although in some places, unfortunately, it is slowly dying out.  Great poem...I’m glad Anna passed along the link.

That was great! What a ride!

Thanks for not getting me stuck on the Mobius Strip!

Weeee, what fun!

i’m uncertain what to do now....

In Oklahoma, there’s a place called Lottawattah. I always figured a band of indians rode over a hillside, looked across the vast, empty prairie and there laid a Grand Lake. They exclaimed, ‘That’s a lottawattah!”

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