Mind the Gap

After sharing a fairly representative slice of our lives in Houston with my parents (restaurants, icehouse, montrose, westheimer street festival), Callie and I managed to share an unfortunate aspect of Houston with them today, on the way to the airport nonetheless.  Yep, we had a minor traffic accident, in the middle of the six lanes (or so) of traffic on the Gulf Freeway.  It was a three car pileup (really too dramatic a description -- the paint was barely scratched, and no metal was damaged) that could have easily been gruesome, but thankfully wasn't much of anything.  So there you go -- the full Houston experience.  Turns out my parents' flight out was slightly delayed and we had left early anyway, so no real harm was done.  In all, a very good visit.  I'm glad they got to come.

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The last couple of nights, I've been SO tired.  Evidence of this:  I've watched more television in these two nights than I have probably watched in the last month.  To my credit, most of the television has been political and news stuff.  Well, aside from a few minutes of a very strange old Waltons' special that had the Waltons cast interacting with the people they were actually portraying.  Strangely, the people they were portraying were actually reading horribly written lines ABOUT THEMSELVES to the cast.  It was bizarre.

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Speaking of bizarre, I mentioned in yesterday's journal that I had placed a slightly damaged porcelain bulldog in the small garden area in front of the apartment.  As we were coming back from pickup up a new battery for my truck today, we noticed someone actually left the sidewalk and made a special trip up to look at the bulldog.  Very funny.

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People are noticing the bulldog, and they also are noticing Reductio Ad Absurdum.  Two sites, Le Blogeur and Unknown News have linked to the weblog.  In addition, Jaffo continues occasionally to plug it.  I'm pleased that people are finding the weblog and even publicizing it.  Unlike the journal, which I write entirely for myself, I do try to entertain, provoke, and occasionally enlighten with the weblog.  It's intended for an audience, and slowly starting to find one.  

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We had an excellent (and new) waiter tonight at Floyd's.  We followed up with coffee at Diedrich's, where we ran into an entertaining fellow wearing a "Mind the Gap" t-shirt, and another fellow in the coffeeshop who knew what it meant (it's a London Underground thing -- at every tube stop, mechanical voices start blaring "Mind the Gap," the gap being the space between the tube stop and the train.  It's a strange thing).  I would guess that few Houston coffeeshops outside of Montrose would have four people in line waiting for coffee who understand the significance of "Mind the Gap."

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