The Dirt Derby’s held every Tuesday night in the early spring, out in Del Valle, southeast of town. As one dude said, probably the most fun you can have on Tuesday night with your clothes on. Twenty-five minutes of sprinting around a moto-cross track with thirty or so other riders. Fun drops, banked turns, stadium lights and a keg. In a word, rad.
Well, it’s the end of an era. A very short-lived era, but an era none the less. My trusted steed, the Yamaha Vino has passed on to another owner.
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Not quite as cool as #27 (go to outer space) on the list of things to do in this existence, but still a nice way to spend a Sunday morning. Only Austin could turn this into a civic event – there haven’t been this many people downtown, this early, since the 30’s.
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The database that drives the content for this site seems to have eaten itself, hence the recent slowness. Thus I’m going to go through one of my ‘design rethinks.’
Keep your fingers crossed that this is like the smooth fall 2006 redesign, and not the debacle of June 2005, of which we will never speak of again.
…like chocolate, that makes it better.
In the never-ending struggle between myself and the various limestone ledges, precipitous drops and large rocks in the area…I take a great leap forward.
Welcome the newest weapon in the arsenal-
Tim & Heather are on and 4-8 month road trip (depending on which person you ask). This is the site I built for them.
I’ve made no secret of the utter craptasticness of my week. I’ve had blown deadlines, migraines and a web site that’s supposed to launch in three hours that’s still non-functional. This is naturally problematic to my sense of calm.
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I’ll pontificate further, after I finish going jobsite (that means yelling at people over the phone, for those of you that don’t speak badowski) on some people.I’ve come to the conclusion that PR firms are kind of like the mafia. Except the mafia has better customer service/satisfaction rates.
A brief compendium of lessons learned from past 4 days in this, the ass-end of January.
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