Musings: Running amok in Houston

With seven to nine out of ten "vey-hic-les" being SUVs or super-sized pickup trucks or "dualies," Houstonians think off-roading is an urban sport: They drive off the interstate and plow over boulevards to reach the feeder road ahead of an exit if the lanes are backed up, or they just go wherever the hell they want if they change their mind about which way they're going. They may also zip and cut murderously through traffic, generally without using turn signals. It's more than mildly irritating to a law-abiding midwest-raised fella like me, but you have to agree that it wouldn't be Texas without some rebellion and obstreperousness. It certainly shows a sense of determination and can-do-it-iveness. Rules are boring anyway; following them all the time just gets you into a rut. No, wait; actually, it's off-roading and killing all the grass that gets you into a muddy rut...