It was a fun experience kodak-ing though. Oh gosh, I'm no expert, please bear with my amateur skills.
Capitol tower ceiling. Brother took this.
Marisco Grill & Grove along 6th St.
And a poor self portrait attempt. Wawa.
You know what ticked me off the most? No, not that I didn't get to take a photo of myself completely, but the fact that I didn't even get to have a single cocktail anywhere on 6th St. That place is like the Session Road of South Texas - I'm from the North, so I'm totally screwed - it's where musicians, comedians, and parties and cocktails come alive each night. It's popular, and seemingly fun, hence my little turmoil. But the rain just sealed it for us. If the sun showed up sooner, we could have stayed over the night. But it didn't, so we headed right back home after a brief 2-hour stay. We didn't even see the fuckin' bat bridge!!! Arghhh.
Pardon my kid-without-a-candy attitude here. I just don't get to go to places like that everyday, and as you may know, I've been severely bored over the past few months, that I needed this trip to at least, remind me that I have an outside world aside from the backyard. Damn. My typing fingers are releasing baloney now. It's 2:47am, it's freezing cold, I got Tennis to watch tomorrow, but I'm yet to yawn, and I'm still mad.
I swear. I will go back to Austin sooner than later. And I will ride that fuckin' duck andventures!