Gutted. Freaked. Giddy. Goofy. Tired. Loopy.
Just a few words to describe how it feels to be back.
Got in last night. I miss the interweb, but not as much as I miss Tim to whom I've been writing an ongoing e-mail which will be sent once I make it to one of Austin's wonderful free wifi coffeshop hotspots.
Here are some exerpts, from yesterday and today:
It's been an incredibly long day and yet I feel that very little time has passed. I think I am very jetlagged, but I wanted to write some things down for you before I crash.
The flight went off without a hitch. The plane was far from full, and I had all three seats to stretch out in. I did not sleep on the flight - I felt like I had much to do. I stuck some last-minute things in the moleskin, and made a good effort at filling it, but fell short a few pages. I finished "Zen & The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance". It didn't move me as much as I'd hoped. In fact, I didn't really like any of the Greek Philosophy bits at all (75% of the book). But I did enjoy the bits about motorcycles and his story (that is, his present dilemmas verses the bizarre tales of that psycho Phaedrus). I give the book 2 stars.
When I got into Austin I noticed several things: warmth, cargo shorts, sandals, cowboy hats, bad hair, fat people, and the butchest horde of gay men I've ever seen. Straight (er, not so much) out of a Texas Gay Porn. If you can imagine that (think buzz cuts and mustaches).
Marcella & Ginger were at the airport waiting for me. They rock my world. The weather in Austin is, as the pilot on the plain said "ummmm pretty much near perfect". We went to a place where we could sit outside and have tacos. I have once again reaffirmed my assertion that corn chips are the devil. I tried my first fish tacos, and they were yummy. The air here ... I forgot how different it is. It's a little humid. But nice.
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After food I heard from [Tim]. ... All day, since arriving, I wanted to talk to him and share things ("Tim, it's my first fish taco", "Tim, did you hear her accent??", "Tim, look at the stars!"). I'm sad now!
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I sat on my old couch and watched David Letterman on my old TV. That was kind of surreal.
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Oh yeah, SXSW is coming - Pedro the Lion and Vienna Teng will be here.
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Writing this part on Tuesday morning... 6:55am. Jet lag!
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I just re-read what I wrote yesterday and it feels weird to be talking about tacos and SXSW. Austin has a way of sneaking up on you, and before you know it, you're "in it". You know what I mean.
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Sun is coming up now ... the sky is beautiful.
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9:23am
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Most definitely going to have to find a bike or something. Walking to the HEB on Riverside sucks so much ass. Parking lots and the smell of fast food. It's appalling. But I now have:
Oatmeal
Raisins
6 eggs
spinach
carrots
tuna
corn tortillas!!!!
1 onion
1 clove of garlic
The view from this side of town is fairly cool; for a second I thought the capitol building was St. Paul's (well, not really, but you understand the analogy). That new superhero high rise building doesn't look as cool now that I've lived with the gherkin.
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I don't want to alarm you but, it's not even coat weather here. I wore a t-shirt and a (thin, cotton) long-sleeve shirt on my walk through Austin sprawl. By the time I returned, I had a slight sweat on!
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And then, a tree roach in the baggie drawer. Perfect!