Hit the road, Jack.
I think I’m covered. Got my coffee mug. Got my mini iPod with all kinds of weird flavors on it. Phone, computer, ready to roll.
The commute to San Antonio, from South Austin to North San Antonio is right at an hour, depending on traffic. Perhaps one of the most notorious stretches of highway.
Unrelated:
Make your own holograms?
Musical note:
“You don’t have to be something you’re not, down in Austin.” (Brendon Jenkins, Austin)
Unrelated (fishing):
That’s more like it, 2nd cast, pulled in a little bass:
Never hurts to fish, even when the weather’s a little cool out. What’s amusing, to me, I think I’ve caught this very fish, two or three times before. Looking at the bait, though, I
‘m pretty sure this is a boy fish, not girl fish, after all, he went for something with a skirt and long legs.
Fish, a couple of readings, a little more BBQ, and finally call it an early night.
