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The Fat Guy’s b-day is soon, I think. He responsible for this link. “Austin is the new Country Music Capital?”

But this about sums it all up.

Ten years in Texas.

Drinko de Mayo
What I heard.

Started the day on the trail, four-mile loop, two stops to fish, but alas, I was suffering from a Mercurial Hangover and before I left, I’d snarled some fishing line, which meant I was late hitting the trail, which meant I was late getting a hook in the water, which meant I didn’t catch a thing.

My great revelation came as I was wandering far a-field, crossing south on the First Street bridge, the tip of my fishing pole was bouncing along by the row of stopped cars, all heading into downtown for another day of work.

I kept figuring, full moon and all, should be excellent fishing. Some days? The fish win.

Should be Two Meat Tuesday, which is what I did wind up having, by no fault of my own, as Senor Sean (best known alias? “Bubba”) snagged me up for some BBQ.

Lunch was with a Pisces, and that became a quick shopping trip, as well. We wandered, in true fashion, aimlessly into a South Congress Ave. place. Food was good. Somehow, though, I don’t think the “Flaco Plate” was really very skinny.

I was rambling on about this and that, over lunch, and I realized that part way through the morning, I’d neglected an important task: I forgot to author any horoscopes. I quickly set about correcting my over sight.

What’s that quote? Who said it?

“There is no greater joy or burden than a pen?”

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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