- There we go. See? This whole keeping up with the bloggin' thing ain't so hard.
- And on this Sunday, I awoke at 6am, bright eyed and bushy tailed*.
- And it had come: the visit to Grandma's.
- This drive to Cleburne, TX, home of Grandma (not to be confused with Cleveland, a common misunderstanding of my childhood), is unusual, for I opt to stay awake the entire 3 hour or so drive from Austin**.
- This, in my estimation, is one of the prime times of the year to be in that part of Texas. While the heat is on, everything is still quite lush.
- After a meal of Buffalo Creek, Mom, Kelly, and I make to investigate a curious object we notice on the mudflats from our perch on the hill.
- Is it animal, mineral, old rotted tire?
- Not a one.
- Turns out it's a tree stump.
- I plank the tree stump.
- Turns out it's got some pretty sharp vertical points for a tree stump***.
- "Well, Grandma, it's about time to go."
- A Texas-day trip, complete: 3 hours each way.
- Some things in life are not meant to be: Robertson's is close, so my turkey sandwich comes from Schlotzsky's****.
- Alright.
- We arrive back in town in time for a free show at Antone's with my pal Dani: Lost Mountain Bayou Rambling Old Time Boys Revival.
- And it is a good one.
- Picture of the day: Please see above...*****
*And far more bushy-tailed than my activities the day prior should have allowed, though I maintain that the unusually early nights that daytime drinking often lend themselves to also provide the length of sleep to ameliorate the day's work and put you on fresh feet in time for Sunday brunch. History would not lie!
**I love sleeping in cars. Actually, it's not so much a love as it is an inability to stay awake while being anywhere in a moving car other than the wheel. So comfortable.
***An artist sacrifices all for his art.
****And with that, WIDWINW has stooped into the "what I ate for lunch yesterday" realm of blogdom. Huzzah! And they said it wouldn't be done.
*****... for a picture taken 3 years prior.
I made the blog. #214 life long dream - check. The show was good. The Cajun french sounded like made up jibberish, and I dug it.
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