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August 13, 2002
After a week in Lubbock,
After a week in Lubbock, I can safely say that gravy is a good/bad thing. Three times in the space of a week, I had chicken fried steak. Once I had it for breakfast, along with biscuits, bacon, eggs, and coffee. I can actually feel in chugging around in my arteries, gumming up the walls. I also tried a tongue burrito for the first time, and also barbacoa. Vegetarians most certainly wouldn't like barbacoa, as it is the meat hacked off of the cheeks of cows. Not to play up yet another pun, but it was certainly tongue n' cheek.
I really had a wonderful week of work in Lubbock. I had to repair some rotted roof sections, paint all the trim, fix the spa-cover, replace some damaged boards on the deck, clean stuff out of the garage, rewire the blower for the spa, that kind of thing. Every night I went to bed physically exhausted, which is a great thing. I have blisters on my hands, which rather embarrassed me, as it shows that my callouses have faded. I used to be able to handle boiling water with a grin or use saws with no worries, and six months in New York softened me up.
Things in Lubbock that are good:
Friends
Aromas Coffee Shop
Walmart
Giant grocery stores
Really good Tex-Mex food
Industrial strength air conditioning
Thrift stores
Cowboy hats
Giant Hair
Posted by G at August 13, 2002 09:04 PM