“Dude, if I’d had a flat-head screwdriver with me, and there weren’t so many damn security cameras, I coulda gotten you an AWESOME souvenir from Vegas” Yes, lunch with Bubba. He had to relive that one moment in Las Vegas one more time. And the plaque he was talking about — it was a little … there weren’t so many damn security cameras
I’ve seen it at the old airport, and I’m sure it’s all over the new one, too: Austin: Live Music Capital. Another version says: Austin: Live music capital of the world. More than one local person has groaned under the sobriquet, too, and like I’ve observed before, in Austin, one is never more than two … Austin: Live Music Capital
“It’s like frozen Jerry Springer on blades with billy clubs and a more decisive victor.” The rain never did abate yesterday so the only device I had for entertainment until the appointed Virgo hour was e-mail, and I liked that one comment best. The other, equally amusing bit of information was the fact that the … frozen Jerry Springer
It was while I was talking to one of my special buddies, and listening to her talk about a Jimmy Buffet song, I realized what I had omitted from the Hockey wrap up wherein the Dallas Stars out lasted (apparently — I was listening to a band) the Buffalo something or other: “Boat drinks. Boys … talk about a Jimmy Buffet song
Saturday night started in a trailer in S. Austin, but under stern warnings from the “the band,” I was instructed to get to the club early because the place supposedly filled to capacity early. So much for watching the Stars whip up on the other team from upstate New York — I was out to … a trailer in S. Austin
It’s going to be increasingly more obvious that I don’t know a lot of the mechanical details about certain sports. Not that it matters. As glad as I was to see the Spurs win last night, I was still wondering about some of the details. Same trailer, the night before, but it was a different … an Antonio fans pouring onto the court
Got out early and headed towards the bookstore to pick up a text which had been ordered for me, but I was too early. I suppose that it’s rare, but I was out long before the 11 AM opening time. I got home and worked on some projects laying about the trailer. Grabbed a paper … I suppose that it’s rare
It started out as an overcast day, and I kicked the front door open, to catch a nice breeze, blowing up from the coast with a gray and leaden sky. June is supposed to be a hot month, but this is “god weather,” and it’s as perfect as it can be. Cool, moist, fresh feeling. … Cool, moist, fresh feeling
Every day has a flavor to it. Monday was a “disgruntled Cancer” day. The Sag folks I know were having a good day. Of course, one those Sag fellows was myself — I was headed out of the parking lot at Shady Acres and along comes a little red rabbit with a Sag driver, and … Every day has a flavor to it
