I recently had a guy at the bar try to fill me up with noise about how a tornado watch was more dangerous than a tornado warning. He said, “Yeah, a watch is like ‘there’s a tornado, watch out!’” I just stood there blinking. Still not sure if he was pulling my leg, or if …
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Mullet in the Breeze
At the bar tonight, every screen had some sport on it except for the one I was staring at. Was some dumb screensaver. I said to the bartender, “Hey, can you give me the remote so I can put a movie on?” and he handed it over. Scrolled through all the streaming apps on the …
Austinversary 22
July 28, today, is my 22nd anniversary since moving to Austin. Twenty. Two. At the dumb, hopeful, stupid age of 28 I drove my broke ass to this town to sleep on a futon and have dreams. Now at 50 I sit my fat ass on my futon and wonder where my dreams got off …
Infallible, Inconceivable, Inconsolable
There are four professions in which one can never, ever be wrong (especially when they are wrong): Cop Politician Preacher Teacher This week I talked with a teacher I tangentially knew at a bar, and we found there was some common ground between us. As the chatter went on, I said something that she didn’t …
So Big and So Strong
Hey Stacy– Remember that night after the night when we first met? We were hanging out at Maxine’s in Hot Springs, getting our buzz on. Live guitarist sang “Come a Little Bit Closer” as part of his acoustic coffee-bar set. Remember that girl, the waitress? Remember, during the chorus, she put down her tray on …