As I understand it, my namesake was used on a TV program that garnered incredible popularity in the last decade. And from what I’ve gathered, the central premise for the show was \\nothing\\. It was a program about **nothing**. So Sunday was a day about a lot of nothing in my life.
I was reading Larry McMurtry’s “Roads.” A couple of his observations were so true. Not so much “urban sprawl” as “urban scatter” [Dallas to San Antonio, along the, to me, “mother road” – Interstate 35>.
Day started out with my Cap friend needing a ride to the airport to fetch up a rent car for her next road trip. She showed up with breakfast tacos, “Look honey I cooked!” More like she stopped at legendary Maria’s Taco Express, on her way to Shady Acres. Day just got stranger and stranger, too.
The other night, I was having an idle conversation with a friend of a friend, a Sagittarius guy, who, in the daytime, is also a peace officer with the county. He was talking about some online journal, “Ginger.”
I joined some the Austin journal writers for two cups of coffee and some salad, then a little shopping foray into Cheapo Disks.
From one writer, I learned that I missed another chance to show my solidarity for the “sisterhood” in Austin, last Friday.
Always interesting to put a face to a journal. Best find at Cheapo? Thin Lizzy’s “Jailbreak” and “Sharp Dressed Man: A tribute to ZZ Top,” both right at the line of $5.95, but still, worth the price. The guy behind the counter was telling me, “Man, you never see ‘Jailbreak’ out here; that’s a rare find.”
I was wearing a Hank III T-shirt, and one of the other customers passing by me made a couple of comments about it. Local organizer and promoter for Hank III. Pretty cool. Got the word, he’s back on his way to doing his pure music soon enough. Hank III also does the “Fearless Boogie” on that ZZ Top tribute album.
I got around to dropping off an old computer bag with one of my friends, and I hopped back over to see about the cat because that woman was supposed to be on the road, but as it turned out, I walked into her place, and there she was, sitting in front of the TV screen, wearing her chenille robe. “Yeah, got hung up at the lake. Didn’t leave yet. Don’t worry about the cat.” I won’t.
Looking at the site on another machine, I noticed a few broken links. Got them fixed. Then, I thought about the fact that I’m about to change my main mailing address, switching over to a real Post Office Box [downtown>. So Looked at the [whiney> help file, and realized I needed to change a point in it, as well.
So not much happened. But I was so busy, scurrying hither and yonder. A lot of nothing? Moon was in what, Gemini?
