So it’s been a few days since I’ve written an article, but I like to let the weekend soak in so that I can pick out the highlights to write about. Here are the events of the last half a week or so.
Part 1: Partyin’ with the KPD
So on Friday I went out to the GRC and saw someone I knew from high school. She felt bad for my plight of having to move back into town and let me hang out with her and her friends for the night. Well her and her friends, turned out to all be members of the Kerrville Police Department. Nothing really eventful came out of that… but it’s an interesting note.
The highlight of the night however was our trip to the Inn of the Hills. Now, “The Inn” is to the ‘Ville what the Hilton is to College Station. Pretty good restaurant, best hotel in town, and it has a bar (that apparently is a hot spot for the over 50 crowd.) To get a good perspective of the bar at the Inn, imagine a really jumping country bar in 1979. Now imagine that same bar, with the same people in it, in 2009. Here are the highlights of The Inn:
- I saw a woman, over the age of 60, get cut off. Oh yeah… she was that gone.
- the band was a country cover band, and a surprisingly awesome one. They had songs from Randy Travis to Josh Turner.
- I saw this really old couple get up from their table, but noticed the lady left her sweater on her chair. I started to chase them down and give it to her, but noticed that they weren’t leaving. They were going to dance!! I mean these two were older than my grandparents.
- There was a woman, probably late 40’s, who got turned down by no less than 20 guys at the bar.
After a few drinks I decided to end the night back at the Waterin Hole. I arrived just in time to see a guy I knew from highschool perform some slam poetry (which was surprisingly good.) Typical Friday night in the ‘Ville.
Part 2: The Aggies Beat Texas Tech
I didn’t do anything Saturday night, but I wanted to go ahead and put this in my blog just because there haven’t been that many Aggies in history who have been able to write in a journal/blog/whatever that the Aggies won at Texas Tech.
Part 3: The Wal Mart
Well, the weather here was just like the weather everywhere else in Texas today, miserable. But I had to do my duty to the family and go grocery shopping at Wal Mart. (I had to go to Wal Mart because we had a wal-mart gift card and decided to go ahead and use it.) Now, the first dangerous part of the Kerrville Wal Mart is just turning into the place. The parking lot only has one real entrance/exit but the parking lot is roughly the size of the state of Rhode Island. So once people turn in, they go darting into all different directions, and then when people are trying to leave they come from everywhere. This sounds confusing so I drew up a diagram of how this works. Red is incoming routes and purple is outgoing routes.

Well I survived this little tango of death and parked. Well I got out of my car and started walking toward the entrance. Someone else was driving around all at once trying to avoid death, dodge rogue buggies, and find a parking spot. Well lo and behold, someone is reversing out of their spot. The drive trying to park sees this, throws on his reverse and his blinker and backs up about 150 yards to make sure the guy has plenty of room to back up. Only one problem, as they started to back up, they didn’t look in their rearview mirror and THEY HIT ME. Not hit my car, hit ME. A pedestrian. Luckily I saw this about to happen and was able to perform an acrobatic maneuver that ended with me basically side bumping the rear of the car. Being, I think understandably, slightly irate I punched the back of their car, Leaving a mild dent. Maybe I was in the wrong for doing that, but they’ll probably think twice before backing over anyone again, and it could have been a little kid, so I think I did human kind a service.
Also while in Wal Mart I had hoped that one of my dreams would come true,
but it was not to be. Many of you have seen my glorious College Station “afflication-esque” t-shirt. I was hoping that Wal-Mart had a Kerrville version (hopefully with a deer instead of the lion). But alas, they did not. My dreams were crushed.
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