Good thing we’ve got the great state of CA to overshadow TX. We’ll take them on any day. And we’ll be baaaack!!
As a biased left-coast dweller, I offer an exemption for Austin. I went there earlier this year for a conference - otherwise you would have never dragged me out there. My husband has a good friend there, so he joined me and we took some vacation after the conference.
It was AWESOME. We saw a decent couple bands at an outdoor venue before they unfortunately got rained out (lightning like the wrath of OG), drank great beer, had fantastic sushi, awesome barbeque and great mexican food, went to some cool shops, went to the biggest Whole Foods I’ve ever seen in my life, had an excellent massage, went to a great comic book shop and two fantastic book stores, went to my first roller derby, and sang karaoke all night long with the most enthusiastic, friendly crowd I have ever met. I had such a good time I seriously would consider moving there. It was a wonderful surprise. I can safely say my bias against Texas has been altered. Go to Austin if you ever get the opportunity.
Austin rocks! I had one of the best times in my life when I went there.
I hear that again and again and again.
Perhaps it should be moved to Delaware. They sorely need something like that.
Spent nine nights and three days in Austin once. Lord God Almighty, what a hoot!
One night, I ended up dragging my sleeping bag from room to room, looking for someplace where the full-tilt boogie wasn’t. Room after room, nothing but revelers, and all manner of chemical and sexual indulgence. (“Mamma told me not come…”)
Long about 6:30 am, saw a couple cars pulling away.
“Party over?” I asked, hope triumphing over experience.
“Naw. Runnin’ low on beer. Time to make a run to the Piggly Wiggly.”
I’m older now, wouldn’t have been, had I stayed. Dead, but still grinning.
Not any more tiresome or regularly than Siam Sam. At least your pony knows a few more than one trick.
Luc, even your old hometown has improved significantly, although it still has light years to go before it can even be mentioned in the same breath as Austin with regard to anything other than a shared highway. What we need is for you to bring the good things learned from Minnesota back here and fresh-start a new town. Nipples, Texas has a nice ring to it, don’t you think? We’ll have welcome visitors like Ghanima and those chiming in above and you’ll be responsible for determing what legends are depicted in statues bronze and, of course, all matters of textbook selection.
Texas is proof that evolution has failed.
Move back to Waco? The Athens on the Brazos? Neighborhoods kinda gone downhill, hasn’t it? What with all that riff-raff moving to Crawford, and all.
Besides, leave all this behind? Ten degrees with eight inches of snow on the ground. I think its eight inches, not sure, but have a real handy way to check, hold the phone…
(Step, step, step, slam! “Jesus Christ Almighty, that’s cold!” Slam! step, step, step…)
Yep. Eight inches.
I went to the Willie Nelson 4th of July Picnic in Kerrville way way back in the day. Austin was home base (For the trip. We were travelling from N.C.) It was a Southern slice of heaven.
Dude, this is the Internet. You say “eight inches,” we read “three.”
I have no problem believe that there is no evolution in Texas.
Statements like that don’t help evolution’s cause. Fight some ignorance, yo, don’t spread it.
Fine. Texas is evidence that evolution has failed.
Jeez, these conversions confuse me. So, what should luci say to mean 8 inches? Is it a straight plus 5, or is it multiply by 2.67? Anyone have a handbook?
You said it all, dude, you said it all. I still remember the time I went to hear Molly Ivins speak up here at UW for her newest book a few years ago when she was still in good shape. She rocked. 
Also, I’m restraining myself from pointing out that these folks hail from College Station. Must… not… make Aggie jokes. twitch
But… BBQ? TOMATO SAUCE? That makes the baby Jesus cry, man. :eek:
He did say it was cold.
I’m starting to miss Texas from time to time; I think it has something to do with some food related comments in another thread. And the Bar-B-Que reference in this one. Sometimes I actually think about going back to Texas, possibly to retire there.
Then something like this comes along and by God, I rally.
You could move to Austin. 
If I ever move back, that’s where I’d go. But I find that the PNW moss and attitudes have grown on me…
So Anne Richards was talking to Molly about her campaign, how her opponents were spreading the rumor that she was a pot head. What do I do, Molly, Christ Jesus, I’ve already admitted I’m a recovering alcoholic, what else do they want?
“Tell 'em you were too drunk to remember.”
Molly is sipping bourbon with Mark Twain today. They sip, they talk, they laugh, and they sip again. Amen.
Oh, before I forget: What’s an Aggie seven course dinner? Six pack of Pearl and a possum.