It was not really an overcast day, not really a cloudy day, but an over present grayness to added a certain pallor to the light, and as I passed some Bluebonnets, I noticed that the early flowers were beginning to fade — it was the most delicate shade of very light purple. Mostly blue, but still, and it might have been the light, but it looked purple — deep purple? Not quite. Rain last night, and tuna salad with a Gemini and Capricorn rounded out the evening. And I did get the pictures scanned for the site, my Aura Pictures. Don’t ask me my opinion of the aura photography, I happen to be very fond of the characters who take the pictures, but I’m a little suspicious of the camera set up. I was paused outside of the print shop downtown, animatedly talking on my cell phone — did I ever explain that I like Libra’s? The folks at the counter in the store were making snide comments as I buttoned up my shirt before walking in, “We thought the meter maids were dressing different these days….”
I fly around on SouthWest Airlines a lot. It’s cheap, and when I compare the price of two tanks of gas for the big Lincoln, along with octane booster and frequent stops for coffee, the way to go is the cheap seats on SWA. I was busy yesterday with a friend of mine visiting from Alaska, then, an early evening rendezvous, then last night, late in the evening, I got one of those calls, “Hey Kramer I’m in town overnight and I’m at the ….” It’s a SouthWest crew member, someone I met on my various journeys, and it brings me back to a study I started a long time ago, it’s an observation about females born in Harris County (that would be Houston). Uniformly good looking. Uniformly attractive, and, more often than not, blond. And frequently, big hair, although, as more than one visitor has observed, Austin is so humid their hair goes flat here. Just makes mine more curly. Of course, this brings on another question for the day, “How long does it take to get over a soul mate?”
