I drove to New Iberia Louisiana (pronounced "NOO i-BER-ya LOO-see-ANN-uh") for work Thursday, and came back Friday. It was a long drive, with many entertaining features along the way.
Driving thru Texas, I still felt a sense of familiarity with the landscape, despite the fact that I'd never driven that far east. Once I got into Louisiana, that sense of familiarity quickly faded.
Gambling is an addiction, particularly in Louisiana. Here in Texas, as with many other states, we have gas stations with built-in fast food restaurants. There, they have Gas Stations with built-in CASINOS. Get some gas, HIT THE JACKPOT (or not). All of these places have delusions of grandeur, with big flashing Vegas style signs for a place that's no bigger than the McDonald's behind the Exxon.
The signs along the road advertising these places are hilarious. They all have a caption: "If you or someone you know has a gambling addiction, call 877 770-STOP. If you call the number, they try to sell you lotto tickets. You'd probably be justified reporting the guy filling up at the next pump.
It's been said that Louisiana has the best politicians money can buy. Well, they also have politicians
that will stab you in the liver if you so much as look at them funny. (You don't want to meet his competition, Bill "Stabby" Boudreaux)
The best license plate I've ever seen I saw on the drive back. It was a handicapped plate on a mustang that read "I HURT". I think he was stabbed by Blade. (VOTE BLADE!! OR ELSE!!!)