MIA So I drove until I wound up at some backwoods redneck dive in the middle of nowhere. I stayed and pounded pitchers of Fat Tire, got hustled at the pool table by a guy who looked like Larry The Cable Guy, and came in fifth in a mechanical bullriding contest (not bad for a dude wearing a t-shirt, board shorts, and slaps). Somewhere after midnight I fished out the digits of the couple I hung out with at the coast a few weeks back. After a successful conversation, I got the invite to come down for some shenanigans. I wound up crashing on their couch for two nights. I took a picture here and there as opportunity came to mind. The photograph opportunities I missed include The Boiling Pot, the drunken rescue op of a goat caught in a roadside fence, and the drunken deucing of a twenty foot boat into the reeds lining Corpus Christi Bay. I had a great time.
P.S. If you're ever in the Corpus area and dine at the Joe's Crab Shack on the T-head, DO NOT strip down to your skivvies and jump in for a swim. They WILL call the marina police on your ass.