Yuppers, we’re in Austin… all official-like. The apartment is nice, the city is fantastic and the food is every bit as eclectic as it is (was) in New Orleans. We’ve met a handful of friendly people and the town is every bit as off-kilter as I had hoped. Hell, what more can I say about a city who’s motto is "Keep Austin Weird," and no, I’m not joking about that last bit.
Our cellphone numbers are changing in the next day or so, and of course our address has changed. I’ve sent out a mass e-mail to everyone in my contact list, but I’m afraid it’s not as complete as I should like… I even got some failures and bounce-backs. I’m going to call as many people as I have in my phone’s directory, but THAT may not be as complete as I’d like, either. Sooooo, the upshot is this: if you’ve been overlooked, please take no offense and just email me and let me know that I forgot you and I’ll send you the new info. My email address is over there on the left. I’m trying to avoid broadcasting my new information to the known free world.
Also, I think I’m going to convert to Pastafarianism. There might even be a Flying Spaghetti Monster car plaque in my future.
Can you get a shrimp poboy?
Like I said in a phone conversation with Mike, earlier – I’ll have no problems with Austin, as long as it’s willing to pay me.
Hey Mensa, not only can we get a shrimp poboy, but we have a Fry’s. 🙂