When you are in Texas, and a rodeo/state fair opens 20 minutes from where you’re staying, you pretty much have to go. When Shawn and I realized the potential for rodeo appreciation, it was pretty much a no brainer. The bummer was that we missed out on the competitive events because we couldn’t stay into the evening. We were especially excited to try and catch the “Mutton Bustin'” event, which is like bullriding, but it only lasts for six seconds, and it’s done by children, and it’s on sheep and not bulls. But it was not to be. As they say in France, “That’s life.”
What we did see was also pretty amazing. First we went into a petting zoo which was just about anarchy. There were roughly a million animals in a space about the size of a gas station bathroom (a size this road trip has made me very familiar with). There were deer and goats and sheep and llamas, and they were very hungry. All of them. Over to the side we saw kangaroos (I know!) and the smallest most adorable baby goats. They were like goat puppies. Trust me.
Additionally, we saw a cow milking display, a pig race, a staged shootout, and a fiddle off (ages 0-8). Side note: The idea of a zero year old fiddler led us to create the greatest pun known to man…Invetro fiddle-ization. Boom! Jealous? Probably are.
From the rodeo, we headed onward to 5 Guys Burgers and Fries, which is sort of an In-N-Out Burger (soon, so soon!) style place with fresh and delicious hamburgers. Hooray!
We kicked around various shops and bars, and settled down at a place called The Hole in the Wall to play some pinball and kill time. Then, all of a sudden, a really great country/blues band started playing, and we had something to do for the next hour. I wish we could bring Austin back home with us.
After listening to excellent live music, we picked up our gracious Corinna and Daniel for our show at Homer’s Bar and Grill, and headed over to the venue. We again worked with funny Austin guys David James and Seth Cockfield, and a big thanks to Albert Im for putting us on. The crowd was interesting, a lot like what I’ve been hearing about the entire state of Texas. There was a small fun part of the crowd (Austin) surrounded by a sea of dumb idiots (other cities). One lady up front kept talking full voice to the point that I couldn’t hear myself. So I asked her to be quiet, a request she refused, by holding up her drink and saying that she was paying for me to be there by supporting the bar. Then I told her that alcohol was the problem and not the solution for her, and that she should shut up because she was ruining everyone else’s good time. Then the rest of the audience clapped, and the obnoxious lady left the room. Victory, Gondelman.
Post-show, Daniel led me and Shawn to the Alamo Cinema and Drafthouse, which is a movie theater/restaurant/bar where they serve you during the movie based on a covert note-passing system. It is pretty much the greatest thing since sliced bread, which they brought us all for free toward’s the movie’s conclusion. (That is not the norm, though. It was in conjunction with a special screening of Troll 2, allegedly the worst movie of all time according to imdb.com.) It was awesome and terrible.
Today is our last day in Austin, and we look forward to more adventures, one last show, and then a long drive across the desert.
Talk to you soon, blog!