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Austin keeps ITSELF weird, Thank-you.

October 13th, 2006 (09:17 pm)

i love this town.

Got a hankering to make some stew tonight....
Took input from the Boy, but was going to do it my way anyway.

Required another run to the HEB, on the corner of Congress and Oltorf.
I spun in and went to park in my spot.
By the Mexican-Corn-on-a-Stick vendor...The trailer has a nice space open
between it, and the shopping cart racks.

It always seems nice and cozy and not in anyone's way.
Read: Safe.
You must understand the traffic this grocery store supports....
It is a CENTRAL HUB DownTown.
It is never empty.
It is open 24 hours a day.
24 hours a day it is bustling.
Constant traffic, I feel naked as a little Vino parked in a real spot,
and anything else seems ripe for ticketing.

I was SHOCKED to find someone else had pulled into MY spot.
A Bad-Ass old Vespa, bright orange, with a blue milk-crate bunggied on back.
I sat there, for a few moments...floored.
It was a little niche that NO ONE else used...MY SPOT!

The Vespa was parked to pull out in the other direction...
So I backed Frances in facing outwards.
Seemed like the old OJ Vespa would be able to get out....
but I felt a bit, well, rude.

So......I ripped my bag open and looked for something to write on.
I found a guest-check from work with an old schedule written on it.
Tore it in half, conscious of the meaning of this artifact--perhaps?
And wrote in red sharpie:

HAD to laugh, you had 'my' spot...
Hope I'm not in your way getting out--
(smilely face drawn)

I left it slipped into the visor of the helmet
locked to the seat.

Did my shopping...came out and looked, hoping to see
the OJ Vespa still there, and me not have to know-or-wonder
if I had pissed anyone off.

It was gone.

Slipped into a niche on my speedometer....
was my note.
On the back it read, in black sharpie:

I'm Pretty Good
at squeezing out of things.
I had to laugh too.

yay Austin.

The stew is well on it's way....has ENTIRELY more meat in it
than it would if I didn't know the Boy...
(well it HAS meat in it...)
but it has plenty of veggies too.

It smells good.
I've never made it like this before...I, um...
i compromised a little.
I didn't do it entirely my way.

You know of course--Me and the Old OJ Vespa
will pass on the street
one day soon...

I shall grin like a Fiend, and wave.



Posted by: Coffee Shop Whore (skidspoppe)
Posted at: October 14th, 2006 03:38 am (UTC)

Austin and bikers... a friendly combination!

Posted by: ((Anonymous))
Posted at: October 14th, 2006 06:52 am (UTC)

Hi, Lewis. How are you today?

Posted by: ((Anonymous))
Posted at: October 14th, 2006 07:01 am (UTC)

On my way back to Shinagawa station, I happened to find a Chinese medicated food cafe, and had lunch.
漢方薬の大手製薬会社の新日本堂が経営しているLohas Cafe.
なぜか自律神経失調症とか、肩こりについてのパンフレットがあった。私が飲み始めた高麗人参茶(Korean Jingsen)は、漢方でも使われる。そういえば、中国の秦の始皇帝が不老長寿のために、高麗人参を集めさせたとかいう話、聞いたことある。

Posted by: Red Lipstick & Green Ink (ginger931)
Posted at: October 15th, 2006 09:26 am (UTC)


Posted by: Gregory Parks (tokenpants)
Posted at: October 14th, 2006 09:22 pm (UTC)

That's just one of those quaint, feel-good, life can be cool sort of stories that gives you a good outlook on things.

I had to laugh, too.

Posted by: hairypolack (hairypolack)
Posted at: October 17th, 2006 04:14 am (UTC)

Moped confusion

"Thelonious" is the moped you got as a birthay present 2 years ago right?

so whats Francis?

Posted by: Red Lipstick & Green Ink (ginger931)
Posted at: October 17th, 2006 06:58 am (UTC)

A year ago September 10th
eastland gave me Thelonious.

Thelonious...is sick.
Not out of the game, but sick.

Frances is a Yamaha Vino, the bike I always really wanted...
that I am buying from Helen, ohchicken's girlfriend.

It is pale blue. Like me.

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