The other day I was dilly dallying around with some friends in one of Austin's saloons when someone came up to me and said, "I have seen your picture on the wall before."
Fortunately, it was not in a Post Office, but in what used to be Velvet Elvis in Houston. The picture seems to have been taken about four years ago judging by my obnoxious shirt and my evening migratory habits back then. I'm not sure who the girlie in the photo is, but I'd like to see her again.
Perhaps I should drop her a line on Craigslist's Missed Connections? "We had a magical night years ago at the VE. I would have called, but I was mugged for my shirt and my cell phone just outside the bar. Please call."
The world according to me in the form of observations ranging from the sardonic to the sweet inspired by travel, booze, women, Corporate America and the freeriding externalities of everyday life.
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Hey! That's my F-ING Water Meter cover.
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