Making Hangovers, Texas Style

The McKennas have been overserved. Thank heavens for something called G2.

Tiny T, Cookie tryouts.




Hatch chiles are in season - they roast them for you curbside at the local cans and bottles depot. First stab at a pork stew, captained by the missus. Still working out the pork chunk thing.

Fists of Stone Ronnie S. Garvin, de-Kentucky toed.


San Antonio, Ladies and Gentlemen. They spear bulls inside this thing.

McJ Boat Party. This thing is called the Ark - were it not for the gainer ban here, we'd have action series. Floated with a beer in my hand for 3.5 hours.

The spread from Newman's 39th, all kinds of adult.

Happy Birthday Moms!

Beating the Heat

You may have heard, its hot here. Been over 100 every day since we've gotten here. I just heard there have been 64 straight days of 100+. But we can't stay in the house all day long. Here's what Jane and I have been up to this week:

Walking the Hike & Bike Trail at Town Lake (aka Lady Bird Lake) with our brand new trail-worthy jogging stroller. Frankly, I cannot believe I own such a thing. For those of you concerned that I've changed, not to worry... there will be no actual jogging.

Did we forget to mention we have a pool in the backyard? I'm pretty sure you're allowed to go topless at your own house...This morning's post-walk adventure. I don't know what this place is called, but there were tears when we left.

xo, Winz + Jane

Burnley, Wolves & Stoke

Car with NO AC becoming untenable. We could own like a Maxima or Sirocco in days. Brief is to only buy cars named after Indians or Comets. We baked the bug and Coco mercilessly in a two hour jaunt around town. Apologies to those ladies.

Pictures were famously hung, however. We have art direction.

Bubbles clearly resisting going full cowgirl.

DEEP EDDY - this thing is like Barton Springs without the rampant toplessness. Miss Minnow will make an encore for certain. Parks and Rec here pretty organized.


These are from Batfest. Which is the kind of thing you used to make fun of your parents for attending. The kid can dance and likes a Mandolin.




Porch life.




Eating huevos at a place called Joe's Bakery, in the barrio.

New keyboard device courtesy of Grandma Beaver. Tiny terrorist is lugging this around the house now, demanding idol auditions.

Jerky bar nearish Luling, TX. How awesome is this.

Hit the brewery for the first time Friday. It's perfect. Left with cases of contraband.



Jack's BBQ, Shiner TX.

More Beavers visiting - this is Winz's cousin Corrie and her husband Craig, popping by for a gander today. She's got the Beaver touch, hope to see more of this gang in the near future.



Double chin + drunk baby:

And finally, snaps from dinner this evening, courtesy of Jon and Juliet. Travis County hospitality. Liam and Jane, with back up provided by a ten day old, August. Love that name.


Need to get over my aversion to the Who, Doors and Floyd, clearly.

Hot Tomato

As coach used to say, we're making the adjustments. Unlike our countrymen on the National side. Miss the Brooklyners terribly. Brooklyners, send pickles, bialys and tidings.

Big time doings in Travis Heights. Chicken party at Chez Newmans, with G. Beck and the flaming parts of yard bird:





Cocktails at the neighbors, that's Butter, a little Higgins. That might be a guayabera union suit.


CoCo Mooker, Sweetheart of the Rodeo, in her racy lioness dress.


Roar roar like a dungeon dragon.





CoCo B. Ware gets here tomorrow for a great picture hanging and general check in. First time in country, should be a hoot.

Meanwhile, we've discovered you can't negotiate with a terrorist. Miss Minnow only interested in sitting on her rice, calling Honduras.

Smells like Fantasy Football in here.

Phoenicians Tally Major W for A & W

Just dropped G$ and Foo off at the airport. Excellent visit, progress charted on the big board. Mom and Beav knocked out about 70-80 boxes. Our first house guests.

Here's dad doing battle with the box hedges, with a pair of bolt cutters. Genius. Front of the house is now visible.



Some kind of succulent, bedded in Turkey shit.


Herb garden, a first, give these two weeks before the feral cats make catnip of them. Nonetheless, a stab at gardening, quite invigorating as house chores go.


Epic series from dinner at Lambert's. Our first Austin kick ass face stuffing, excluding the interior Mex free for all. Fleshy fingers ate squash, chicken, poached fish, green chile cheese grits, brisket, cobblers, the cycle.








McKennas at the Garden of Eden. Meeting Mr. Mastodon. Nerds!


Getting schooled.




Family photos.

And, Jane doing a little jig.



Big soccer game this week. May also attempt to re-glue dash panels in vehicle, they've wilted from the heat.