As y’all might know, I’m not too fond of driving into the big city. Huge trucks, terrible drivers and so many traffic lights! But I needed to purchase more ammunition for my coyote gun because that last box of shells was defective. Not a single bullet hit that smirking coyote that was ogling my new calves. Granted, I was sitting on a tractor with the shredder shaking me like dice at a craps table, but I had a clean shot and missed. Those shells must’ve been packed by a Democrat because all bullets seem to stray to the left.
So, I drove into the big city last week to do some shopping at Cabela’s. That’s right, I went to Buda. What? You thought I drove into Austin? Puh-lease! I might be crazy but I’m not stupid. Unless I want to waste half a day parked somewhere on I-35, I do all my shopping down here in Buda and Kyle.
I noticed they’re building another hotel out by Cabela’s. I don’t know just how many hotels/motels there are now, but I doubt I could count them all on one hand, and I’d have to set down my beer to count on both hands. It got me to pondering a bit on how many out-of-town folks actually come to Buda at one time in order to justify creating more lodging.
