My plane landed at 1:30. My friend took me straight to Z'Tejas for lunch, where we started in on some margaritas. We then hit 2 other places, and ended up at Saddle Ranch around 6:00.
There is a mechanical bull.
A guy hit on us by telling us a racist joke as his opening line.
We then settled in by talking to 2 guys who kept their left hands in their pockets the entire time. Uh huh.
I'm so glad I wasn't sober when we walked in, or else I wouldn't have been able to handle it. The universe was looking out for me that day.