Friday, October 07, 2005

The Hurricane Evacuation Post

There have been a couple of questions regarding that post.


The first one had to do with logistics, the freeway system of Houston. This link will take you to mapquest and you'll be able to see our freeways and the joke will make more sense to those who live outside of the U.S.

Also a brilliant question posed by Cakesniffer was; What is an aggie?
An "Aggie" is a person who attends Texas Agricultural and Mechcanical University or Texas A&M. They are mostly made fun of because it is a very conservative university. One thing I will openly admit about Aggies is that they take care of their own. I've heard stories of people being stranded on the side of the road and no one would stop to help them, then someone would see an Aggie Alumni sticker on the car and stop to help them because they were an Aggie too. It's a very tightly knit group of people. A worthy institution, but don't tell my Dad. He always wanted me to go to the University of Texas. They are rival schools of the first degree, but that is another post. My friend Mollo could give you more info on Aggies and their Aggieland, especially since she is one. :-) WHOOP!

9 Comments:

Blogger Sniffy said...

Well, thank you very much for that explanation. They'd probably be called Trak-Ter Boys over here.

9:47 AM  
Blogger M said...

We have a few of those around my hometown. They've been known to actually park their tractors on the town square. How country is that?

12:25 PM  
Blogger Sniffy said...

That's the business! I once had a go on a tractor on my Dad's cousin's farm in southern Italy - it was top notch.

7:48 AM  
Blogger M said...

My uncle was a farmer until last year when he retired at (I think) 85 or 89 years old. We used to go down the the Rio Grande Valley in south Texas and visit. We would just into the cotton after it had been harvested and put in those huge trailers to take them to the cotton bailer machines. Such fun!

We would go into the Citris grove and pick fresh Texas oranges, which are bigger than the California and Florida oranges (sweeter too), Ruby Red Grapefruits, lemons and limes. We'd get first pick of the cantelopes right out of the fields and sweet 1015 onions. My uncle helped develope those, so he'd send us boxes and boxes every year so that we could "taste test" them and tell him if they were sweet enough. Now as an adult, those just about the only onions I'll buy. Nice memories. :-) Thanks T, for stimulating the time travel.

8:09 AM  
Blogger Sniffy said...

Dad's cousing now grows flowers and exports them around Europe. He still grows some grapes and olives, and keeps animals for personal use (eating them, not anything to do with beastiality).

8:38 AM  
Blogger M said...

Wasn't even thinking that... :-) That's pretty cool about your Dad's cousin. Grapes and olives, what else do you need for italian food??? Wine and cooking oil, right on. :-)

9:08 AM  
Blogger Sniffy said...

Errm, pigs and tomatoes and fish go well in Italian cooking too.

2:34 PM  
Blogger M said...

So does beef and shrimp! Yummylicious!

7:41 PM  
Blogger P-Ratt said...

Geez, I had a run in with 1015 Onions when I first got married. The recipe called for one medium onion. I stood there staring at the display of onions despartely looking for anything that looked 'medium'. I settled for a softball size onion instead of a grapefruit size onion.

10:49 AM  

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