Springing forward and falling backwards are now my primary means of exercise. That, and leaping to conclusions. Maybe that's why I celebrated Fat Tuesday this past week. And Fat Wednesday and Fat Thursday and...
Not that we needed it, but here's confirmation of Austin's terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad traffic problem. According to a study by the National Traffic Scoreboard, Austin is ranked as the fourth-worst city in the nation for traffic. And look who is fifth.
- Los Angeles
- Honolulu
- San Francisco
- Austin
- New York City
And speaking of traffic, last Monday afternoon, a note from Google popped up on my iPad to let me know that the drive time to Chuy's was 6 minutes in "light traffic." And later in the week, Google sent me a note about traffic conditions for my commute to "work" - the Learning Ally studio that I visit twice a week. I'm not sure Google is that smart, however. It has said nothing about my daily commute to Silver's Gym, and Rob pointed out that it ought to know that I am aware of the drive time to any of the Chuy's locations at any time.
Barb and I went to the final Lady Longhorn basketball game of the regular season. Now that we get the Longhorn Network, we have been able to watch a number of games on TV, but a friend passed on a great incentive to actually go to a game in person - her primo parking pass, right next to the Erwin Center.
This was our first time in the Center since a big refurbishing; all the seats are new - and closer together. Like the airlines, they found a way to squeeze in an extra 660 seats, much to our wide-bodied dismay. The national anthem was already on "At the twilight's first gleaming" before I could free myself from the armrests in my ribs and stand up.
UT has begun selling beer at most sporting events, which, at $8 a cup should fund the athletic department quite nicely. The Lady Longhorn game we attended was among the first events with beer available. Barb stopped to get a bottled water and the concessionaire told her if she bought a beer it would be the very first one sold at a LL game. Barb asked if she would get a special commemorative cup for the occasion but he only had plain plastic cups.For $8 she should get a crystal glass.
Woke up Tuesday morning to a covering of ice on everything. By afternoon, we were walking around in our shirtsleeves. What a long, strange trip this has been.
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