So I’m at a product photo-shoot in Houston. It’s a nice city, urban sprawl kinda place. One caveat, the airport is named "George Bush International". I felt a little like I was behind enemy lines standing in"George Bush International". Almost like being in the belly of the devil himself, it’s weird. When you are arriving or exiting the airport, you can’t miss the giant Haliburton sign on the highway for their headquarters/compound. Seems convenient they are a mile away form an airport name George Bush, makes for a quick getaway when the hammer comes down on them. When you leave or arrive Houston you know damn well who runs this town, Bush family and Mr. Oil. You better obey or else.