St. Dysmas’s Day — Patron Saint of thieves, criminals and undertakers.
There was a questionnaire about “Austin Style” in today’s paper. Out of my answers, I selected a few of the salient points:
Most “Austin” look? Hawaiian print shirt, jeans and cowboy boots — nothing is more “Austin” than that.
Most frequent attire? Loud shirt, baggy black shorts and sport sandals (Birks are so passé).
Last hair cut? Best in town comes from Kathi the Cappy [Katsgamble], but she doesn’t cut most people… she’s a “chemical specialist”. [Does great streaks of color, too, think I’ll have to get an iMac to match my hair, maybe two or three….]
Sure, it was nice to see Ma Wetzel yesterday. Got the obligatory “Hi Mom” out of the way. Glad she’s not staying in the trailer, too — she’s highly allergic to my office mate, the cat. In fact, other than a short hike to get the mail and stuff, it was a largely unremarkable day. I did get on a little bit of tear with some Green Tea, which is turning into the afternoon beverage of choice. It fueled me long enough to get some more of the web site straightened out. I pulled a little bit of mint from my patio garden to spice the tea up. And the name “Green Tea” matches the streak still in one of my receding forelocks. What was supposed to be a slow weekend is now heating up to look like it might be rather busy — parties and appointments and such.
