Only a few blocks to walk, plus a stop for beer on the way. A lovely sunny and brisk January afternoon. Weapons plus skates plug gravity.
The Urban Animals’ long held tradition of a Skate Joust.
Jay showed up toward the end and got a few photos.
Chase the link on the picture and you can see the rest of mine.
Pushed to the back on one of the lower shelves in the refrigerator was one of my larger tupperware containers. I mean tupperware in a kleenex or vaseline sense, some form of plastic sealing item, likely not Tupperware®.
It had some kind of meat and rice substance I likely made in the crock pot ages ago. But now it’s gone, and I one again have use of the massive container. Whatever shall I make six servings of now? Any I mean six American servings, which breaks down to about 15 servings as measured by the calorie counters.
A few months ago I received two pairs of boots from someone on Heights Montrose Freecycle. One pair I wear quite often, Dr Marten 10-eyelet boots. The classic black original. Can’t beat it for free.
Also a few months ago, between being offered my new job and starting it, I was at a store with TG looking for good work shoes for her, and they were having a discontinuation clearance on several shoes. One was a Vasque Breeze XCR Hiking Boot, and it was less than $70.
Every good computer programmer needs a pair of hiking boots. My last pair was purchased just after my last software job melted back into the job pool and I took some time off. I went to Puerto Rico and hiked about in El Yunque rain forest.
Those boots have seen many a pavement pounding day beneath them, including a trip to Belgium, Amsterdam, and France, and need to be retired. So, the new boots it is.
What I really like about both pairs of boots is the bootstraps. More shoes should have bootstraps! Helping you to pull on those snug-fitting comfortable and useful shoes.
Hooray Bootstraps!
During my morning benefactorial reading of Benjamin Franklin Wit and Wisdom, I came across the following passage.
After three days men grow weary of a wench, a guest, and weather rainy.
As is typical, yesterday was nice and clear blue skies after one day of gray and one day of rain. The gray is back again today, but i’d wager not for long.
Like the weather, guests in Houston don’t typically stay for longer than three days (a friend will be here for three in January).
I went to a happy hour on Tuesday at Avant Garden. It’s the old Helios at 411 Westheimer. It’s had quite a bit of going over and is somewhat of a snazzy place. If you’re looking for a place to have a drink with a friend, I highly suggest it.
Upstairs, outside on the patio, or in the entry room. All nicely casual, and loungy.
The kids have all come for their candy. Most get driven to the neighborhood and dropped off while their parents tail them in the car. Others aren’t big enough to walk (or eat candy) and their mothers carry them to the door. Many don’t as much as mumble at the door.
I did hear some scary sounds emanating from down the street. Didn’t investigate.
My most memorable Halloween memory from my youth was walking about with only one neighbor and he insisted we go up to Old Lady Beinhorn’s door. Her small cottage was on the very back of her lot and it was a good 200 feet up the driveway. I’d never actually seen or met her, and I was scared.
I don’t know why I was scared, but the kid I was with convinced me. We got there and knocked. The door creeked open and the light issued out.
She was so happy some kids had shown up, she invited us inside, and dumped the humongo sized Hershes bars in out bags, several of them. Then some sugary sweets to boot. I got more there than the rest of the block.
I’m sure Mrs. Beinhorn, the widow of the Patriarch of our neighborhood (Beinhorn Terrace Estates), is long gone from this world, but I still remember her.
