The recession has not yet hit Austin.

If it had, then wouldn't the owner of this solid-gold bicycle have already sent it to Cash4Gold.com?

Nothing says I love you like barbecue.

At least according to The County Line barbecue restaurant.  This reminds me of the time I suggested that my fraternity hold it's spring formal at a steakhouse and call it "Fill Your Girl With Meat." Good times. Good, classy times.

I should seriously consider taking the Suze to a psychiatrist.

Here she is taking the basket of butter at The County Line and arranging it into neat stacks.  It was like having dinner with Marc Summers.

Austin likes to cover the sides of their buildings with expansive murals.

I also like it. Here is one of a cow watching a pink Cadillac being chased by a flock of bats.

Move over billiards, Scrabble, and bridge.

My new favorite game is shuffleboard. If this is what being old is like, then I'm moving into a nursing home tomorrow. And I am taking Grandpa to school. Shuffleboard school.

Stony's Pizza is inside Emo's.

Just FYI.