Coming home

Though I had vowed not to visit Austin until my book was in the mail, my craving for Texas brisket overcame me. It’s always nice being back in Austin, though. I never really feel at home in Atlanta. And, there’s something nice about being able to walk into the Riverside Thundercloud to a reception not unlike Norm’s at Cheers. I can pretend to be a cool hipster rather than nerdy professor for a bit.

I’ve been getting some work done, but not enough. (I never seem to get enough work done… I could work 26 hours a day and it wouldn’t be enough.)

Anyway…some tidbits overheard at the coffee shop today:

Barista: You gonna do the crossword?

Random Austin guy: Naw…there’s a lot of government encoding and innuendo….

There was also this exchange, with same barista

Random Austin guy 2: Yeah, it’s like a sleeper film….

B: I’ll have to check it out.

RAG2: Yeah. Jennifer Tilly…She’s more like a campy actress.

B: Yeah.

I love Austin.