Back from Victoria. Austin traffic never ceases to amaze me. It took us two hours to go the 120 miles from Victoria to Natalie’s place, and it took me another fifty minutes to go the 20 miles from Natalie’s place home. Even with the new toll roads everyone is bitching about, it’s still a nightmare trying to get anywhere in this city … well, pretty much any time of the day or night.
But it’s nice to be home. Driving through the little scary towns like Cuero reminds me of how different Austin is from the rest of the state … and I’ve always enjoyed that about Austin. We don’t really have a ‘gay ghetto’ here – well, except for the usual overpriced neighborhoods, that is. But gay life in Austin is pretty well integrated into the mainstream … which is pretty offbeat here. Name another city that routinely has a homeless drag queen run for mayor and has the election scandal revolving around the fact that said drag queen isn’t actually homeless, but has property outside the city lines thus making him/her ineligible to run for mayor of Austin. And wouldn’t it be hysterically funny to see Leslie Cochran running for mayor of Westlake, the hoity-toity suburb where he/she actually lives? Oh, the blue hair would come uncurled so fast …
Serious note: Molly Ivins passed away yesterday. Adam has a nice tribute on his site – I’m too lazy tired to put something together myself, so check out his page. I always loved Molly, and I’m sorry she’s gone. She was such a local fixture around these parts that it’s hard to imagine Austin without her.
And finally, a word of advice to anyone who finds themselves in a roadside motel room tonight: remember to check whether the previous occupant of your room set the alarm clock to go off at 5 am before you go to sleep…