Monday update

Monday update:
Day-to-night settings. Homer & Pantex. (Amarillo Highway/url>)

> The facility’s website assures visitors that BWXT Pantex is “Maintaining the
> safety, security and reliability of America’s nuclear weapons stockpile”
> through “Teamwork that delivers… Results!”.
>
> Presumably the … represents the slight delay between the team dropping the
> warhead and then delivery of the Results! in the form of Texas reduced to an
> irradiated wilderness for 10,000 years.

Flashbacks
I went with a Sagittarius back up to Alamo to see the movie I missed before Saturday’s Aries adventure. The whole Aries thing was spooky because it was one, right after another, for about 48 hours. Then along came a Sagittarius to lighten my attitude.

Anyway, showed up an hour early, bought tickets, walked over to Texpresso (only the smoothest, richest, creamiest, most delicious cup of coffee – dramatic pause – in the world), and I started looking at a motorcycle, hence, the flashback.

It was a Ducati, and when the rider fired it up, that motor made satisfying grumble and whir like only a Ducati can. Plus, as he rolled off the sidewalk and scooted away, I noticed that the pipes were labeled “D&D – Ft. Worth, Texas.”

“D & D” – at one time, was Dave and Danny, and they were no more than a couple of old-school mechanics who made excellent exhaust pipes. Maybe not exactly quiet, but rather satisfying, in the day. I figure it’s probably related to the pipes on that Duck (old-school slang for Ducati).

The another flashback was to the movie the night before, and what was funny, “You’re progressed Venus is….” and “wait, I shouldn’t do this until I’ve completed your chart…” Real astrology talk. The book she was reading from, sure looked like a certain ephemeris.

Then Along Came Polly, and it was cute. Not too cute, but certainly entertaining enough. However, like most Alamo Drafthouse shows, I’m wondering if the trailers weren’t more interesting.

Late Sunday night, we were at Kerby Lane, back in part of town, and we ran into Greg, so this was like a flashback to Friday night.

About the author: Born and raised in a small town in East Texas, Kramer Wetzel spent years honing his craft in a trailer park in South Austin. He hates writing about himself in third person. More at KramerWetzel.com.

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