Yummmmm. And, let me just say that there’s nothing like a street art and music festival to make a pale-skinned northerner feel as though she’s getting a genuine glimpse of summer – especially when it’s 80 degrees under a cloudless sky.
Leave it to Texas to challenge essential “truthiness”™ by making wieners into winners and cows into losers.
big and blue and excruciatingly bad
The weekend’s biggest accomplishments?
I got drunk on color, talked to strangers in an airport and saved a rabbit’s life with my bare hands.
Who needs religion?