Old Potato Road.

i created a simple blog to keep track of the odd happenings in this unconventional life of mine. Old Potato Road is my favorite road in between Austin and my hometown of Bryan, Texas. at a point in my life when i was figuring out what the hell i was going to do and who the hell i wanted to be i'd pass Old Potato Road and laugh out loud. it reminds me to honor and seek those simple moments that give breath to our crazy lives.

even today, when i drive by after my mom, dad or courtney has graciously scooped me up from the austin airport i anticipate passing Old Potato Road. it reminds me of finding joy in the simple moments of our lives. the sort of simple joy that creates reprieve from the dust of everyday life we sometimes can't shake.

i offer no wisdom. just sharing my life. things that make me laugh. things that make me cry. things that make me, well, me.
PET MY RABBIT. Hard to top sitting in a back yard in Texas sipping on beers with one of your best friends.  Today I flew into San Antonio and embraced the warm air with a big ole smile.  After tooling around doing errands for my nephew Wortham’s 3rd birthday we come back to Libby’s house to nibble our Chick-Fil-A.  My dearest from Austin, Lindsey, stops by to greet us with a six pack of Sol’s. After sitting in the backyard for a bit catching up on this or that we start to reflect on some of our silliest times.  You see, when I 1st moved to Austin I didn’t know anyone.  All of my friends from college went to Dallas.  At night when I’d go home I’d watch Bridgette Jones Diary when she sings “All By Myself” and chug a glass of wine.  In order to make friends at GSD&M I’d prank call people I thought looked fun, chuckle a bit, then go introduce myself.  Figured I had a 70/30 chance of making a friend.  I’m just that good at prank calls. I’ll return to this story at another time, but it should be noted that out of one of my prank calls emerged one of my best pal Lindsey.  She and I became quite the package at GSD&M.  One time we decided to transform our office into a ginger bread house and made the rest of the department look like the Grinch threw up on Christmas. Given our craftiness, we got asked to plan the annual GSD&M Haunted House.  After getting decked out in our garb we head to the newly transformed parking garage and take place in our scary land.  An elementary school comes through first, we have fun and send them on their way.  Now is the time when our company comes through. Linz and I looked at each other and know we need to step up our game.  We were already in crazy attire with scary ass make-up on so knew we had to do something special to enhance the spook.  We found this odd jack rabbit in someone’s office, grab it and know a plan would soon emerge.   I take refuge under this table in one of the bends of the haunted house and Linz sits above in a chair.  She then lures people over to the table by requesting they “pet her rabbit”.  At just the time they come over to pet the wretched piece of taxidermy I reach out from below the table and grab their ankles.  Frankly I scared the hell out of a ton of our co-workers.   The last bit of the office roles through and I hear Lindsey do her bit and pop out to grab the ankles of whomever was standing there.  This time it happened to be one of the principals of our company who screamed SHIT, followed by a few other choice words, and ran away.  I honestly didn’t know what to do, so just hid back under table leaving Lindsey above stroking the stuffed Jack Rabbit hoping for the best.

PET MY RABBIT.

Hard to top sitting in a back yard in Texas sipping on beers with one of your best friends.  Today I flew into San Antonio and embraced the warm air with a big ole smile.  After tooling around doing errands for my nephew Wortham’s 3rd birthday we come back to Libby’s house to nibble our Chick-Fil-A.  My dearest from Austin, Lindsey, stops by to greet us with a six pack of Sol’s.

After sitting in the backyard for a bit catching up on this or that we start to reflect on some of our silliest times.  You see, when I 1st moved to Austin I didn’t know anyone.  All of my friends from college went to Dallas.  At night when I’d go home I’d watch Bridgette Jones Diary when she sings “All By Myself” and chug a glass of wine.  In order to make friends at GSD&M I’d prank call people I thought looked fun, chuckle a bit, then go introduce myself.  Figured I had a 70/30 chance of making a friend.  I’m just that good at prank calls.

I’ll return to this story at another time, but it should be noted that out of one of my prank calls emerged one of my best pal Lindsey.  She and I became quite the package at GSD&M.  One time we decided to transform our office into a ginger bread house and made the rest of the department look like the Grinch threw up on Christmas.

Given our craftiness, we got asked to plan the annual GSD&M Haunted House.  After getting decked out in our garb we head to the newly transformed parking garage and take place in our scary land.  An elementary school comes through first, we have fun and send them on their way.  Now is the time when our company comes through.

Linz and I looked at each other and know we need to step up our game.  We were already in crazy attire with scary ass make-up on so knew we had to do something special to enhance the spook.  We found this odd jack rabbit in someone’s office, grab it and know a plan would soon emerge.  

I take refuge under this table in one of the bends of the haunted house and Linz sits above in a chair.  She then lures people over to the table by requesting they “pet her rabbit”.  At just the time they come over to pet the wretched piece of taxidermy I reach out from below the table and grab their ankles.  Frankly I scared the hell out of a ton of our co-workers.  

The last bit of the office roles through and I hear Lindsey do her bit and pop out to grab the ankles of whomever was standing there.  This time it happened to be one of the principals of our company who screamed SHIT, followed by a few other choice words, and ran away.  I honestly didn’t know what to do, so just hid back under table leaving Lindsey above stroking the stuffed Jack Rabbit hoping for the best.