How hot was it?

It was so hot, I put the top up on my car.

How hot was it?

It was so hot, I put ice in my drink.

Grace is growing up too quickly

So, at the company picnic, Grace and I swam in the Blanco river for about two hours, and oh! is my foot aching!

I’m putting her to bed, and she asks about my toe. Yes, it’s still broken. Yes, it still hurts.

Grace:

What did you do when you broke your toe?

Me:

I said some daddy words

(actually, what I said was exactly “Motherfudger”, but she doesn’t even need to know to start from that one…)

G:

What were the daddy words?

Me:

I’m not going to tell you

G:

Just tell me

Me:

No.

G:

Please?

Me:

No, and stop asking. I’m not going to teach you daddy words.

G:

Oh, just tell me and get it over with

Long traffic jams in small Texas towns leads to cynicism

So, we’re going to my company picnic, and there was the big motorcycle rally in Austin this weekend…

And, of course, there’s a fatality. On I-35 southbound. On our way to the picnic.

And, of course, all 3 lanes of the highway come to a (more or less) complete stop. Even the access road…

Two hours it took us to get through the town of Kyle, TX.

Cy said

I’ve never spent so much time in Kyle

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