I've got $2 in the jukebox: reports from the weekend 

I've got $2 in the jukebox: reports from the weekend

I wish i had $2 to put in the jukebox. That'd be cool. That'd be fun. That'd be different.

The following is a true story:
On Friday Mary and I were walking home from the library. It must have been our lucky day. I found a dime and she found a quarter. We found 35 cents. That's the most $ that we've made since we've been in TX.

we had to celebrate.
we went out and ate.
we got 7 packets of saltines.

just kidding.

sadly, 35 cents is indeed the most money that we've made since coming here. the first day we went on a walk we found 12 cents. but we hadn't found anymore free money since then. we're not doing too good. that's only about .03 cents that we're finding per day.

our neighbor MK informed me that he's going to make a sidewalk out of stones surrounded by pennies. holy crap. that's going to take a lot of pennies. he says pennies are worthless and he has a huge jug of them. he's going to put them down, out in the yard, and make a sidewalk.
he might be missing a couple hundred of his sidewalk materials if he turns his back.

so we did go out and celebrate though on friday night. nothing in particular, we were just tired of not going out to eat. so out to eat, we went.
in actuality, friday was actually the 1 year anniversary of when we started hanging out. but both of us were so tired, we didn't even really acknowledge it. oh well. at least we got to go out and eat.

eating options in wimberley are pretty limited. you have the Burger Barn, which closes around 8 i think. the cypress creek cafe, which looks like a slightly upscale, american type eatery, the wimberley cafe, which is a breakfast/lunch place, and there was an unknown entity named Inoz Brew and Chew. at 8 o clock on a friday night our options were the cypress creek cafe or the unknown possible food establishment. we checked the menu at Cypress creek. it was ok, but mary wanted to see what Inoz was. i thought it might be a coffee shop. it wasn't. it was sort of a glorified sports pub/bar type place. if it wouldn't have been dark and cold, the place would have had some great views of the Cypress Creek. they actually have 2 really cool decks and courtyard. but it was cold and rainy so we ate inside. the menu didn't impress me so i just ordered cheesy fries. mmmm mmmmm. they were tasty. it was my first time ever having curly cheese fries. curly cheese fries w/ bacon and ranch....yum. mary got chicken tenders. they were pretty good too. i don't think i'll ever order anything there besides the cheesy fries. but i might go back for them.

the end.

oh-- we walked to the eateries, and on the way, just in front of our cabin, 13 deer ran out in front of us. right in front of us--less than 10 yards away. they saw us, and totally came to a halt. they stood for a moment, and then ran back towards the river. then, on the way home, walking thru the middle of the city, we were walking down a dark street, and inside a fenced in yard were 4 black shadows that looked like deer. i thought maybe they were those metal lawn ornaments. but i wasn't sure. (it's really really dark out here). i asked mary. she guessed lawn ornaments. then it looked like one of the lawn ornaments moved. then mary whistled. then all of the lawn ornaments moved. crzy stuff. deer in a fenced in yard in the middle of the city. wimberley belongs to the deer apparently.

on saturday we took our first journey to the town of Gruene. the historic town of Gruene seems to actually be in the town of New Braunfels, but whatever. I won't argue with them. and Gruene is usually nicer than NB, but this saturday it was totally packed out. the Gruene Wine Festival was going on, and perhaps there were 1000 people in town for that. or maybe it's just always crowded on the weekends. i don't really like crowds. the purpose of our trip was to check out the town, and see a little free music at Gruene Hall. one of the better accordion players in the world was there w/ his band. i thought mary would be impressed by Gruene Hall-- one of the oldest dance halls in TX. she was not. she was pretty. so we didn't stay long. the music wasn't that exciting anyway. people were playing horseshoes in the courtyard. i wanted to play, but since mary wanted to leave we strolled down the 2 streets in town, and left to come back home.

on the way home we found a Big Lots. jackpot! Big Lots rocks!
we stocked up on essential items like chips and fig newtons and pasta.

then we came home.
mary cooked up a fine dinner. we invited MK and RB. MK came but RB did not.
MK is an interesting fellow. he told us how he's been divorced 4 times. he also told a story about one time as a youngster when he got arrested. he'd apparently been 'hitting the pipe too hard' and had a girlfriend who turned out to be a stripper, and well, somehow her other he had made up his mind that he had to ditch the stripper girlfriend, so he planned to drive to a party and leave her there and never return. the story didn't exactly make sense, but at some point at that party, or maybe another party, some guys got into a fight w/ him, and the police came, and he had some pot on him and he went to jail.

saturday was an okay day.

Sunday was fun.
we went into austin and met up with some friends for the Sunday Gospel Brunch at Maria's Taco Express. it's free tunes and reportedly good breakfast tacos. it's an awesome scene there. tons of people hanging out and having fun. the brunch takes place in their outdoor courtyard. (courtyard seems to be the word of the day for this post. courtyard). our friends were discouraged that the band was not one of the 2 bands that they usually see there. they said they weren't as good. they were okay, but definitely nothing stellar. half of them looked like they had just woken up. the 2 lead singers were fun. the leader of the band scared me a bit. he had jeans, a sweatshirt, and baseball cap on. he was really enthusiastic. kind of like an obnoxious YMCA/Pop Warner/Little league coach that thinks he's way cooler than he is. or maybe like a recovering alcoholic who's found Jesus. or maybe like an alcoholic. i don't know. he was really excited. not like a jumping around excited. more like hand motions. and obnoxious facial expressions and motions. i'm not explaining him very well. apologies. he scared me though. the other guy was cool. a very large hispanic fellow w/ a tie dyed shirt and big poofy hair, and mutton chop sideburns. sometimes he sang in spanish, sometimes in english. he belted it out. i liked him.
i didn't pay attention to much of the music.
i was too busy people watching.
i did hear them play a version of Amazing Grace to the tune of "House of the Rising Sun". I love to hear musicians play Amazing Grace. I discovered on Sunday that i don't love it so much when they do it to the tune of an Eric Burden song.

there was this crzy magician at the concert. he scared me. brad called him the mime magician. he never said any words, he'd just go up to tables and start doing his magic. mostly for the single ladies. brad said he really wasn't a good magician, b/c while we watched him across the room we could see him hiding the stuff in his hands. i speculated that maybe he was ok, and that magic is based on the line of sight, and we weren't supposed to be there. but i also agreed that perhaps he wasn't a good magician. brad went to smoke a cigarette so i went w/ him. while talking, the mime magician made his move on our ladies. i looked over, and there he was, doing his routine.
"crap" i said to brad. "we totally set them up for it by leaving them alone, and now he's swooped in".
"Really?" said Brad. "crap, i wanna see it!" and he smushed out his cig and ran back to the table.
me--- i was just going to go try to save the ladies.
brad--- he was pissed he was missing out on the magic show.
brad was so excited. he loved the magic. he 'ooed' and 'ahhed' at all of the mime tricks.
he was like a little kid.

then the mime left.

oh---the food was pretty good, but nothing monumental (in my humble, and apparently minority opinion). we we left 90 minutes later there was a line out the door and around the block w/ people waiting to get in and get some breakfast tacos.
i thought they were good, but i wouldn't wait for them.
i'd go back for the music and fun though.

i don't remember what else happened on sunday.
mary found out she got into a study that was starting on monday.
woo hoo!

that's big news.
now we get some $$
now i get into trouble.