Ah, Texas. We scheduled the trip to take advantage of the weather differential to give ourselves a break from the sleet and snow up north, and managed to pick a week in which sleet and icestorms stopped Austin cold. On the last day, before we caught the plane home to more sleet and snow (and lately, 2 degree weather not counting the wind chill), the skies opened, the pork pibil was served, and life was good. As I said to Armand, Baltar is going to be very surprised when he hears that we're all moving to Texas.
I mean, come on, dinosaurs! How can a person resist!?Posted by binky at February 10, 2007 12:06 PM | TrackBack | Posted to Random Thoughts