Get chased back to Austin, missed my ride in the best stretch limo – ever.
Sunday afternoon, the vendor with the rosary collection, he was trying to sell me a belt buckle from his table, ‘Yeah, Kramer, you need this. Look, usually, it’s only $220, but for you? I can let you have it for $300.”
Such a deal.
I had to dodge a “work” bullet as Bubba had wanted me to help weld, some type of action that involved manual labor, and I had to take miss on that. No hard work for me.