Last night was great. Jasen and I performed alongside Travers LaVille in the Montrose district of Houston. It was at a cool little coffee house called Taft Street Coffee House. Wonderful times to see old and new friends. Thanks to everyone for coming out.
After that, Holly and I and Jasen and Amanda and Travers and Laci headed down to a pub, hoping to find some place that was not overtaken by crazed Astros fans. No such luck. Even the artsiest of bars (or so I'm told it was) was full of cheers and sighs and loud folks hoping for the impossible...that the Astros would win the game.
Luckily, we got there just at the bottom of the ninth, so it was fairly painless. A few beers and some good conversation.
Holly and I left Houston this morning about 10am and are now in San Antonio. As soon as we entered San Antonio, I yanked the car off the road for some gas. Who could pass up gas at $2.29/gallon even thought I wasn't empty...
Some work this afternoon and then hopefully we'll be able to hit the city tonight. Perhaps there's a concert? Who knows.
All is good. Temperature is still lovely. We stopped in a small town for lunch and sat near an old condemned mill that was next to a dam. And it began to sprinkle. Beautiful.
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Two freakin' twenty nine!? Bring some of that with you to Florida!
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