I bought a package of a local coffee while we were in Honduras and I've been trying to make it last, reserving it for mornings when I can sip it while sitting out on the patio. It's going fast.
From the frequency and duration of time that the AT&T U-verse service truck sits in front of our neighbor's house I can only assume a couple of scenarios. The first is that U-verse is a terrible cable services provider and should be avoided like the plague. The second possibility is that the technician and the neighbor are carrying on a torrid romance. Or, I guess both is another possible scenario.
I have a picture, but after long, careful thought I decided not to post it. It was featured in another of the many reasons why Austin is - and always will be - weird. As part of the "Get Your Rear in Gear 5K Run/Walk," sponsored by the Colon Cancer Coalition, participants got to trot through a giant, Pepto-Bismol pink inflatable... colon. Yep. Complete with veins and funky little bumps, which one can only assume represent the kind of things the Colon Cancer Coalition wants to prevent. You're welcome.
I mentioned the historic Burma Shave signs in my last post (it was in an update; if you didn't see that reference try this link). Of course, you have to be of a certain age to know about the Burma Shave signs. They were common on Highway 180 between Breck and Fort Worth back in the day. Here's a link to the Wikipedia history of the signs, and here's a link to a compilation of all the signs themselves.
I leave you with a favorite:
He saw
The train
And tried to duck it
Kicked first the gas
And then the bucket