Willis Goes To Austin Ed had a two week furlough in Austin between his stints in Taiwan and Bangalore so he could repatriate, recuperate, and reaquaint himself with BBQ. Will and Tim made the trek out to the Lone Star State to meet up and eat. Really, that's what we did, pretty much the entire time. Now, I didn't get much in the way of photos of any of this eating, but I did get a few photos of the gang. Those will be up in the gallery shortly but don't get your hopes up. There was a wedding at the hotel where we were staying, and Eddie spent about an hour in the lobby just playing around with the camera, taking random photos of the wedding party, among other things. No, they weren't in full wedding gear either - they were just standing around waiting for people to show up so they could go to lunch. That sums up the photographic quality of just about ALL the photos I've got from this jaunt out west.

Several other things I didn't get photos of were our trip to Berryhill Baja Grill, and our trip to Tony's house. The first tip that Berryhill Baja Grill was a little weird was when we walked in, the place was empty, and the guy at the counter just sort of stared at us. When we asked what was good, he told us that their fish tacos were awesome, and that wherever in the world the Rolling Stones are, they have Berryhill ship them their fish tacos. This was lent authenticity by the non-stop Rolling Stones they played over the PA during our stay there. I'm starting a place called "Jermaine's Motown Grill" and will tell people that anywhere in the world any of the Jackson 5 are, they have us ship them steak. "Thriller" will be the only music played there. Anyway, I ordered Chicken and Steak nachos, and avoided the Jagger Fish Tacos.

Tony's house was slightly less disturbing in that there were no faux celebrity sightings, and no breakdancing. When we rolled up, Tony was sweating the details of his baseboard measurements in his garage, so we volunteered to help him out. Not that Eddie and I are any good at trim work, but whatever - adhering to international "DINMH" rules we measured, cut, and generally "helped" as much as we could. (Dude, It's Not My House) When we finished, we had 26 lengths of baseboard cut. Unfortunately, we were supposed to have 28, and of the 26, only about 1/2 of them matched lengths we had written down earlier. We figured that was as good a time as any to recommence the eating.  ¶ 12:55 PM