Road Trip Page 5

We have arrived at Tristan's in Austin, TX.  It is Sunday nite, the 17th.   A few beers (I froze our beer supply in the motel mini-fridge the other nite, but they didn't break and only one leaked and they all still fizzed and then Firemans's Blonde from the Real Ale Co., Blanco, TX.  Good)  and a really quick viewing of the Jets/Chargers game.  If you are going to waste time watching football, you may as well waste much less by skipping not only the ads but also the time between plays. You have to watch it later than it was broadcast, of course. The downside is no downtime for multitasking, like blogging, or brushing teeth.  

On the subject of spicing up this blog, I am remembering the words of Jerome K. Jerome (well, his parents may be cruel, but it's easy to remember: even i can).  He wrote Three Men in a Boat.  He also wrote "It is always the best policy to tell the truth, unless, of course, you are an exceptionally good liar."  I, unfortunately, am not, at least in person.  However, the printed medium does open up some possibilities. 

We were walking to our car in Huntsville, Texas, which is the home of amazing builder remodeler (google phoenix commotion)  who thinks well outside the box of a typical building.  So, we're almost to the corner of a glass storefront and thru the corner of the store Beth sees a guy coming the other way who we are about to bump into.  Common usage, all you grammar police.  CU for short.  So, anyway, Beth recognizes him from a utube video before we even meet at the corner and the next thing i know we are deep into a conversation about buildings and vibrations and aliens and frequencies  and he takes us around to meet people and see way cool building projects but his parents showed up coming from church i think and they drove us back to our car and gave us some fine little bananas from the store that we never see in Ohio but are not ripe yet and i made an unfortunate comment about it is good to have your son have a job so that you don't need to send him money and that was an awkward thing to say to our new friend Eric's parent's because Eric had already told us he didn't have a job right now but Eric's mom agreed that you should pray for your son to find the lord but that you should also pray that he find a job while waiting to find the lord and we shouted out Amen to that and then they disappeared.  I had to bring that true account to a close cause Beth said i should keep my posts short.  Now we have to decide if it is worth it and possible to stay in East Texas for a whole week in order to take a proper tour of the houses in Huntsville next Saturday.  I think not, Beth may think not not.  Tristan and his Housemate/landlord may think not. Hey, I got snowboarding to do.

It is Martin Luther King Day.  Why are all roads named after him "boulevards?"  Not that I have a problem with that...   andy