The Sustainable Lifestyle of the Crumby Ovate

Here we all are in beautiful Austink, lined up in the left lane, or attempting to line up in the left lane, to get on Mopac headed northwards from the Hwy 290/71 intersection which is behind most of us, a little ways. The CO has plenty of time for picture takin', holdin' the digital out the window while D-E-V-O foresees She Comes from above with a Ton of Love on the stereo CD player. 'Cause the cars and trucks aint, a-movin'.

Why would anyone, but the perpetually panicked, want this lifestyle? Is there any heat bein' produced here? Is this shit sustainable? Where does this highway lead too?

For the CO the highway leads to his job about 9 miles and 15 mph ahead where he works sparingly or not at all some of the time. He could do that job at home and so could everyone else lined up here and that's precisely what we all should do, work at home.

Or on an alternative note:

Please, all you republicans, please tell me of yer presumptive retirement localities so I can go there too. Please, don't leave me here, please, please! Please, I want to go with you and get some clean air and clear skies and quiet, please! Please! Please! Help me! I won't say any more bad things about you, please!

P.S. That grass on the other side of the guard rail is King Ranch bluestem (Bothriochloa ischaemum)and it, the KR, is in the process of taking over the unpaved portions of these parts, ubiquitously.