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Cleburne Texas

sunflowers on the way into town
the marbles I made
milo grain field
Cleburne state park

On the way to the dry county of Johnson, Texas, at 10:30 AM ("dry" as in not- only- has- it- not- rained- for- 38- days - but- now- I- can't- even- sit- by- the- enchanting- Comfort-Inn- pool- with- a- nice- cold- one), I drove by the nightclub "Chance". It advertised "Happy Hour"...from 10AM to 8PM...don't think I didn't consider getting "happy". It had a very desperate, pleading, (accurate) "last chance" look...

At a local chain restaurant, after checking the beer list, I ordered a Bass. The (very young-looking) waitress looked at me funny (er)...like she was about to say "well, we do have salmon..." I repeated "Bass", pointing at the beer list. One....two...three..."oh, okay. Can I see your Unicard?" "What's a Unicard?" "Cleburne is in a dry county, so you have to sign up for a Unicard to drink." How hypocritical! Drinking is immoral, so it is illegal...unless, of course, you can make money doing it...which makes it moral, as long as the government knows how many cocktails you order...and as long as you drive to a restaurant to enjoy those cocktails and drive home drunk!

I know, I know, alcohol is bad and banning it is for everyone's own good, but if they really wanted to do something for the benefit of the average Joe around here, they ought to ban stuff like donuts or high fructose corn syrup...

In this fine dining establishment, full-on three-quarters of the men kept their baseball caps while eating. I'm guessing the other 1/4 had hair.

How hot is it? In the manufacturing plant where I'm working (making marbles), they pass out sponges attached to rubber bands. Workers wear these on their foreheads---not a hankerchief, not a headband, but a frickin' sponge. I have yet to see someone wring one out, but ewwwwwwwwwwwww.

Then there was the day they said we didn't have to wear hard hats anymore---Yippee!!!---because while working above the furnace, they might melt to our heads---ewwwwwwwwwwwww

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I happened upon your blog while doing a random blog search for "cleburne" and you happened to be first. I could tell you weren't a native or you would have known to stop in Rio Vista or Glen Rose or Cresson or Crowley BEFORE you got to fair Cleburne to buy some beer to drink out by the pool at the motel. in a red cup. 'cuz that is just how we roll in Cleburne...with ball caps on...during dinner at Chili's or Applebee's :-) Hope you had/are having a nice visit in our lovely burg. Try not to melt.

Anonymous said...

Hope you don't melt, too.