What do you do when the world’s economy hits rock bottom, you get laid-off, and New York doesn’t seem to want to hire your fresh-out-of-business-school girlfriend? Move to Dallas!
I have been to Texas exactly one (1) time – for a very fun, relatively tame, BBQ-gorging bachelor party in Austin. I liked Austin, even though I was there for a mere 36 hours. There was good music, good bars, and great brisket. However, I never saw myself leaving New York for the Great State of Texas. With things in New York still not improving, I figured that a change of scene was necessary. A few weeks after my girlfriend accepted her job, I was on my way to Dallas.
Things I know about Dallas:
It’s in the Great State of Texas.
It is not the capital of the Great State of Texas
Quarterbacks are like golden retrievers: Not rare, but loved by all except anyone allergic to dander.
Kristen shot JR.
Armed with this knowledge, I started packing.
Tags: BBQ, flying, Golden Retrievers, Great State of Texas, Larry Hagman
