a pattern here

Another day, another Gemini. I’m beginning to wonder if there’s a pattern here. Blond hair, blue eyes, Gemini Sun sign, minimum of four planets in Air Signs… One is bitter, one is bittersweet and one is sweet. Nope, no discernible pattern here at all. “1999 ISN’T UP YET, WHAT’S WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE? IT’S ALMOST a pattern here

free afternoon at the bookstore

There was something else that happened last night that I was wondering about, a strange metaphor I haven’t worked out yet. Sagittarius is a clumsy sign, according to my observations. I’ve been good, this keyboard is over three years old now, and I haven’t ever spilled anything on it, until last night. Diet Dr. Pepper? free afternoon at the bookstore

a holy day in South Austin

On my afternoon hike, I was reflecting back about one of my neighbors, and the fact that he actually done some things in his life that I envy. One, he’s actually a working musician in Austin, and two, he’s played my old high school in New Mexico. Roswell, New Mexico, to be precise. It’s Elvis’ a holy day in South Austin

The Buddha of West Texas

No day in Texas is complete without a certain amount of BBQ. One of my Gemini friends turned to me, and said, “I’ve eaten everything on the menu at Magnolia, what about that place where you try to get all the farm animals on the plate?” And, in an effort to be complete, it was The Buddha of West Texas

my favorite places in East Austin

I did manage to work in a little bit of a breakfast at one of my favorite places in East Austin. I’m reluctant to name the place because I’m afraid it will be discovered and then lose its appeal. But the breakfast tacos are the best, and there’s a green hot sauce which burns with my favorite places in East Austin

I love El Paso

I couldn’t help but think some about something the shuttle driver said when I was leaving El Paso, catching a lift to the airport. He asked me how my trip was, what I thought of El Paso. “I love El Paso,” I affirmed, and then I slipped in a comment for him and his disgruntled I love El Paso

my airplane karma

I’m beginning to think that my airplane karma has finally run out. I’ve been blasting back and forth on Texas highways and skies for over, well, a long time now. The longest trip back was a trip from El Paso,it was special discount ticket that went from El Paso to Amarillo to Dallas and finally, my airplane karma

I’m sitting in the airport

I’m sitting in the airport, waiting to get out of town, and the busy work schedule has already kicked into high gear. Except for a few forward thinking Capricorn’s, most people wait until January 1 to get a hold of me and find out what the new year will be like. Elvis scopes are up, I’m sitting in the airport

This is bullshit

“It’s new years eve, and I might have to wear long pants. This is bullshit.” Sean M. [Bubba Sean, as it were.] What a way to start the new year, Bubba Sean was grumbling about the weather. It took four cigars apiece, a fine meal at Hula Hut, time spent at the fabulous Bobalu cigar This is bullshit