Dark & stormy night.
Work is like that, always worried about something. Either the weather’s too good, and no one wants to be inside, or the weather’s cold and gray, and no one wants to leave the house. Started on a Taurus moon, but once the moon slipped over into Gemini, life got a lot more hectic.
Too bad, too, as this event seems like it has raised the level of expectations for the event circus – circuit I follow.
Then, there’s that “only in Austin” feeling, too, as I watched one patron, flip-flops, jams, and a T-shirt that read, “Rodeo: #1 American sport.” Brings a whole new definition to the term, “Cowabunga.”
Or “cat-a-bung-a.” Dude.
