Burger Beat: Jo’s – DrunkAndRetired.com #159
October 25, 2009
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Charles and I finally start off The Burger Beat, here with the Jo’s on 2nd street burger. Both of us enjoyed it. Sprinkled through-out, there’s of course much other commentary, including some shockingly technical talk.
Austin Politicos, Urban Outdoors, Nagging – Austin’s Very Own #45
October 25, 2009
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While Kim and I drive around to do some errands, we discuss:
- The Texas Freedom Network fund-raiser thingy, pictured above. Culture wars in Texas.
- We decide to drive downtown the have an “urban” outdoor day. On that topic, Kim and I discuss things to do when the weather’s finally nice outside, as it is now in Austin. Top on Kim’s list, going to town lake (which we ended up doing later in the day).
- After deciding to go get a Jo’s burger, Kim is flummoxed by the non-removable batteries in new Apple laptops.
- And then Kim remembers one of her current topics: does she nag and sigh too much?
- Resolving Auggie’s hacking cough.
Evening Strolling – Austin’s Very Own #44
October 21, 2009
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Join Kim and I as we walk around the neighborhood and experiment with sound. Also, the dream I had where I had to marry the drug king pen’s little sister.
Kim Sounds – Austin’s Very Own #43
October 21, 2009
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After walking into the house, we go over common sounds that Kim makes as she feeds out dog. Also, “combo locos.”
Hamthrax in the neighborhood – Austin’s Very Own #42
October 21, 2009
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Driving back from the gym, Kim and I talk about exposure to swine flu, which we never suffered from, except to be bored. We also go over a revolutionary, funny head crank mime move I came up with it. The “crank thing” was a big hit with Kim.
“They’ll validate!” – Austin’s Very Own #41
October 21, 2009
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While driving to the Austin City Hall, Kim and I figure out MMS on the iPhone. We also discuss topics like my driving “issues,” what The Kids are learning these days, downtown condos (“that’s the thing: when you live downtown you work downtown”), The Bubbagump Shrimp Company, and simulacrums. It’s thrilling!
Cone of Shame
October 9, 2009
Westin Bonaventure, Sushi in LA
October 8, 2009
While at Adobe MAX this year, I stayed in this place, the “Bonaventure” as everyone calls it. It’s sort of a weirded out collection of five cylinder towers with a low-key hotel-mall inside.
As a plaque next to an elevator noted, there was a scene in True Lies shot in one of the elevators.
Down the street on 7th, there was a just dandy sushi place called Octopus (a local chain, I think). In fact, when I looked up sushi in Yelp, the neighborhood was crawling with ‘em.
Review: It Can’t Happen Here
October 8, 2009
It Can’t Happen Here by Sinclair Lewis
My rating: 2 of 5 stars
I gave up reading this one because it never seemed to get to a plot. And, you know, it was like a “bad things can happen” book that got a bit repetitive and (given how cynical we all are now-a-days, without even thinking about it) unoriginal. I feel like a schmuck for not reading a book written by a Nobel Prize winner, but those episodes of Mad Men aren’t going to watch themselves.
It was somehow unfair
October 4, 2009
But the Saigon years would not be happy ones. After all those years learning control, discipline, making those the touchstones of his life, Max Taylor was now confronted by the wild irrationality, the deviousness, the maliciousness and venality of the South Vietnamese. It was somehow unfair; people who are about to be saved from the Communists should feel some element of gratitude, and at the very least the gratitude should surface in the form of knowing they were being saved, and more important, wanting to be saved.
