Storm

I took this picture tonight right as an intense storm approached and just as that grey cloud was swallowing the sky.



Those clouds moved from the right of the blue-lit building to where it is in the photo in about 15 seconds--or enough time for me scratch my ass while thinking about the difference between "robbing a cradle" and cradling a robber. I've done both and was wondering are those both considered good things or bad things? I mean, robbing a cradle references dating someone much younger--like a Cougar. Which is just fine as long as they're of legal age, I guess. And then cradling a robber could be really good, cause why is someone robbing you in the first place? They obviously are having a bad day and need some crad---OH SHIT! THAT CLOUD IS GOING TO KILL ME!

I ran inside and crawled under my bed where I have been for the last six months, only surviving off of a pop tart and two Peeps left over from Easter I found under here. Which obviously is a lie since that storm happened about two hours ago and 'cause nobody likes Peeps no matter how long you've been hiding under a bed.

Storm's over. Think I'll go out and see if I can seduce a too young, hot robber with my Peeps.

Baila Conmigo

While eating breakfast yesterday at El Sol y La Luna's new Red River location in downtown Austin, a boy around eight years old walked up to our table, held his hand out to my friend and said, "Baila conmigo." At first she didn't understand him and thought he wanted some of her taco, but he repeated, "Baila conmigo" and grabbed her hand. (For those non Spanish speakers, he was saying "dance with me" in Spanish.)

His mother came to our table soon after--very surprised by her son's actions, and very apologetic to us. But there was no need to apologize. This little charmer made our breakfast--if not our day. His mother explained that her son is learning how to dance, and during their breakfast she was explaining how to properly ask a woman to dance. He immediately stood up and walked over to our table to the shock of his family.

Once my friend realized what he was asking her, she put down her taco and allowed him to lead her to what I assume is a dance floor in the restaurant's evening hours. Keep in mind there was no music playing. The boy took care of that issue by humming as he led their dance.

Thankfully, I had my camera. Below is a picture of the future heartbreaker dipping my friend (video to come):

He Chose Dare.

My friends and I were at Opal Divine's for my friend Seth's birthday last weekend. It took one person to suggest that we play Truth or Dare for us to go from classy to trashy in seconds.

My friend Marcus was dared to eat one of Kristin's infamous bites where she combines everything from the table to make one big, nasty bite. My camera work was pretty good considering I was dry heaving during the whole thing.

Sorry ladies, this guy's taken!

What Smells?

Although it was dreary and overcast this weekend, I still took a few photos to test out my new wide angle lens.

The picture below was taken at this ditch we randomly found in East Austin. How much does Ryan love sewage? This much: