I actually suspect that Austin is much more pretentious. To wit, the “Keep Austin Weird” meme has become weird unto itself. I mean, when the Armadillo World HQ was rockin’ away in the old armory and when most of the commercial establishments along South Congress had something to do with tie-die, candles, smoking paraphernalia, music or posters, Austin was natively weird. Now, it’s “SoCo” and is lined with designer stores pretending not to be designer stores, patronized by “natives” who’ve lived in Austin 10-years and have no idea that Ray Wiley Hubbard had/has a life after “Redneck Mother”. Oh, and Austin’s weirdness has been relegated to a bumper sticker and there’s a fast food joint where the old Armadillo once sat, with nary a plaque to mark its fabled existence (I have a brick).
The real Austin died when Dell dropped from the sky.
Funny. These guys need to hone their moves though. The first time I saw a guy a-leaping, way more gracefully than these regular guys, it was a long long time ago in the Village. The guy was wearing a pink tutu and ballet slippers, and he also had a wand in his hand. He led the march a-leaping, and I thought, aha, the fairy queen! I’ve never seen anything like that again since.
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ugh.
wonder if this was NEA funded.
That’s just normal traffic in San Francisco…
Well, to the extent anything is “normal” in San Francisco…
I caught 6 crappie and drank three ice cold beers while doing so. I’ll take my weekend over the Volvo ballet any day.
Thanks, Professor. I just spent a minute of my life watching a couple of *’s dancing with Volvos.
And here I thought this whole day might be a waste of time.
They need a token Subaru dancing with a white Volvo.
Hmmmmph!
Ithaca has nothin’ on Austin…
I actually suspect that Austin is much more pretentious. To wit, the “Keep Austin Weird” meme has become weird unto itself. I mean, when the Armadillo World HQ was rockin’ away in the old armory and when most of the commercial establishments along South Congress had something to do with tie-die, candles, smoking paraphernalia, music or posters, Austin was natively weird. Now, it’s “SoCo” and is lined with designer stores pretending not to be designer stores, patronized by “natives” who’ve lived in Austin 10-years and have no idea that Ray Wiley Hubbard had/has a life after “Redneck Mother”. Oh, and Austin’s weirdness has been relegated to a bumper sticker and there’s a fast food joint where the old Armadillo once sat, with nary a plaque to mark its fabled existence (I have a brick).
The real Austin died when Dell dropped from the sky.
“SNAKE FARM”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=89VR_lZehw4
Funny. These guys need to hone their moves though. The first time I saw a guy a-leaping, way more gracefully than these regular guys, it was a long long time ago in the Village. The guy was wearing a pink tutu and ballet slippers, and he also had a wand in his hand. He led the march a-leaping, and I thought, aha, the fairy queen! I’ve never seen anything like that again since.
Returning to Ithaca after an absence of some time, the P’fessor must know in some small measure how Odysseus felt.
I guess you had to be there.
Meh. I prefer the choreographed shopping carts from my local grocer, or the synchronized lawnmower dance.
Liberals are easily amused.
These are our homegrown guys:
http://www.lawnchairdads.com/video.asp