Austin that was

Nothing is left.
(Or so it seems).

Unrelated (musical) note:
“Hallucinating Pluto” (B-52’s) on Time Capsule.

Make me hungry for Quiche Lorraine.

Blink

Una mas:
There was a time when muscle and iron, a time when horsepower denoted manhood. Just pulled these shots off the camera, from the other evening. For a brief moment, I was transported back to a time when MPG didn’t matter, and hearing a hemi that had been bored over to 500 meant something. Still does, as it harkens back to era when design embodied soul, too. Automotive T&A:

But, “Check out the headlights on that one,” really means what it means.

It is what it is.

Two Meat Tuesday (the book)

astrofish.net
(cure for the common horoscope)

Bexar County Line