Ants bite and birds shit...Allison and I get a big Texas-style welcome.

Let me start by saying how exciting my first 24 hours in Texas have been....

Where do I begin?

1. Went to my first Texas doctor. He was foriegn and beautiful and told me that my eye had a bacterial viral infection. Great. Thank you.

2. Allison was attacked by fire ants while innocently unloading the car. While it was funny to watch someone actaully get "ants in their pants", I am pretty sure those ants were sent for me.

3. Still got some sinus business going on that is giving me a man voice. Dr. Sexy told me that it would clear up on its own. (???)

4. While backing out of the Mexican cafe, Allison demanded I stick my head out the window to make sure that we werent going to hit a car/pedistrian. While doing so, I stuck my hand in (fresh) bird poop. Gross. Next time Al, you can borrow my bifocals and do it yourself.

5. There is a bird who sits above the door frame outside of our apartment who likes to poop. He spends his evenings popping down our door, door frame and all over the wall. I wonder what kind of life you must have as a bird to want to sit around and poop all night when you are living

in such an amazing city.

Lyle Lovett wrote a song titled "You're Not From Texas, But Texas Wants You Anyway..." This song is what gave me hope for the summer. While sitting outside the Mexican cafe yesterday, Laura spotted him walking by. I wanted to go up and ask him if he really meant what he said...because I am begining to think hes lying to me given the current trend of events.

We ate at this VERY VERY GOOD pizza place (http://www.homeslicepizza.com/queenofpies/qop_flash.html)

I think I am in love.....with Home Slice Pizza.