Picking up moments after the conclusion of the Houston Blog, Pete is still in a foul mood following the pretentious de Menil Museum. His negativity fills the tiny cabin of the Toyota, causing young Kerry Leigh to revert to a childlike state, where she puts on the headphones to drown out her abusive father. Protected in her audio cocoon, Kerry Leigh is able to float away to an angst-ridden teenage dream state.
While she is distracted, Renaud pulls a Humbert Humbert.
Pete is extraordinarily pumped to find a Starbucks in Assholesville, Texas.
Brave Steed!!!!! Though having California plates in Texas makes you gay.
Kerry Leigh fait l'autostop comme Lolita!!!!!
This masterpiece is entitled: "Les Lunettes de soleil sur le dash, au coucher du soleil." (mixed media) (courtesy of the de Menil museum, Houston, Texas)
"Ah! Our table is ready!!!" Brunch at the trendy, though wildy multigenerational, Eastside Cafe in Austin. We left the camera at home Saturday night, when we saw music at the famous Continental on Congress.
Pete approves of The University Store at the University of Texas. According to Pete, "the variety of items you can get in burnt orange or with 'texas' written on them is truly astounding. Much better than Ole Miss. And you can't turn your head without seeing another Rose Bowl 2006 poster with Texas beating USC. That was so last year."
Kerry Leigh did everything in her power to get us to buy this Rodeo Queen ensemble for her, including murmuring behind the curtain of the dressing room.
Noble Renaud, struck down with the violent and mischievous New Orleans Circus Flu. Carried from circus to circus, from carny to carny, this strain of the flu afflicts hipsters who play the accordion and live by the river.
Before arriving in Texas, we swore we'd buy cowboy hats and maybe more, but upon seeing that a stupid cowboy hat can cost upwards of $700, we began to think otherwise. The only hats you can get for under $20 are at the supermarket and are called "Afterparty." Plus, though I'm not sure Renaud has this problem, every hat in the state of Texas is size 7&1/4, and that is clearly not big enough for my meaty head.
The Noble (and very real) Jackalope!!!!
Pete refuses to get out of the car while celebrating the birthday of Johnny Cash. "just give me a minute, okay!"
This came as a surprise.
Read this!!! And the city actually has a "bat hotline" that I called to hear about flight times.
Unfortunately, the stupid bats went to Mexico for the winter and won't be back for a few weeks. What a ripoff!!!!
