Is there life on Earth?
Some think so. But INTELLIGENT life? Some evidence seems to point to the contrary, though I suppose it all depends on your point of view.
Terri and I just spent a few days in San Antonio. This (The Alamo) is where Davey Crockett was a hero before Walt Disney starred Fess Parker as King of The Wild Frontier. (And before Alamo became a car rental name.) By the way, Fess Parker has hundreds of acres in California where he's got a winery, country inn and spa. Yup. And every bottle is filtered through a coon skin cap!
San Antonio is also where Jennifer Lopez kissed on a bridge in some movie I never saw and never will, unless it shows on Hell Cablevision. I heard about that kiss every ten minutes or so during dinner, as the RiverWalk tour boat guides pointed at the bridge beside the outdoor table we had. As far as I can tell, the bridge suffered no structural damage from Ms. Lopez.
San Antonio downtown reminded me some of New Orleans (interesting architecture and high humidity, with a party atmosphere along RiverWalk - think Bourbon Street without the nude bars and smell... wait, then it's not like Bourbon Street at all... it's more like a Disneyland ride. That's it.) And it also just might be the Crap T-Shirt Capital of North America. Sorry, Niagara Falls. There's a whole marketplace dedicated to a glorification of tacky. If you want to decorate your mobile home in ersatz glitz, HERE'S your one-stop-shop!
But we had a romantic time, and that more than makes up for the drivers who can't get it through their heads that the left lane is for passing. MOVE! MOVE Fing over!!! Or the hotel fire alarm that The King of The Tequilla Shot pulled at 2AM! Or the herd of hippos in the hotel pool. Or the overnight $25 parking fee. Or the $40 visitor tax.
No, we enjoyed each other's company. That's not bad after almost 20 years of marriage.
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