I'm officially a sort-of-Texan!!!

In the mail yesterday was a bunch of junk mail, but at the bottom of the pile, disguising itself like regular white-envelope-with-pre-printed-information was............MY NEW TEXAS DRIVER'S LICENSE!!!!!!!!! I'm officially a Texas citizen and I'm even registered to vote as well (too bad Glenn Beck isn't on the ticket for November - damn)!!!! However, even though I have all the legal documents to prove my residency in this great state, born-and-raised Texans still don't consider people like me Texan - and they probably never will, even when I'm 80 years old. The guy who I bought my bedroom furniture from at Ashley even told me so (and he's a cowboy type from west Texas - he said 'fixin' and everything). He was very nice about it, but said that "true" Texans don't like to share their state with us imports, at least as far as saying you're a 'real' Texan. Oh well - I'll be a fake, born-again, artificial, transplant Texan (whatever you want to call it) - that's fine with me!