This has been my blog home for my entire post-college life, and I don't want to abandon it, really. But transparency is king these days and being semi-anonymous on this site has gotten, ironically, confining. So come with me to
my new blog home, which I will launch sometime later this week.
67 Degrees will stay parked right here, a home for all the crazy memories of Waco and Spartanburg and Houston and Austin and beyond. It's been a helluva ride, and it continues. It'll just continue somewhere else. Thanks for sticking around.
Also, it's been quite a Monday.
Tim and Drew from the Mizzou days joined us for jour July 4th festivities this weekend, and it's safe to say no one was disappointed. Not only did we get a last minute invite to our friend Jimmy's lakehouse in the resort community of Horseshoe Bay, we reaped the benefits of Jimmy's years of culinary training in five-star restaurants. (The best baby back ribs ever.)
We came back to Austin to spend more time on the lake. Our friends Keith and Virginia happen to live in a lakeside pad that looks like it came straight out of MTV's Cribs. Took Keith's new pontoon boat on Lake Austin to watch the fireworks show amphibiously.
Some highlights:
-The endless effort to top each other with "that's what she said" responses
-Experimenting with numerous margaritas to find the perfect one
-The drunken midnight boat ride out to a dam, only to get stuck in a buoy and rescue ourselves
-Getting pulled over by boat cops but avoiding a ticket thanks to our foreknowledge of one of the officer's crush on Keith's friend Natalie
-Baby Sydney, the 17 month old who came with us to Horseshoe Bay
-All the awesome dogs... Saidee, Theo, Oscar
-Homemade biscuits and gravy
-Not really remembering details due to the aforementioned margarita experimentation
