On the Way Back to Austin

With the show done we hung around saying goodbye to everybody, and I just have to pass this on. The Pourhouse only sells wine and beer, but Liz (she’s the owner) told me she had heard that I like bourbon, and that she had a bottle of Knob Creek for her own personal consumption, and would I like a snort. I told her that yes I would very much like a snort, but since it was Knob Creek, and it’s pretty hot, would she please splash a little bit of branch on the top of it. She said she would be more than happy to do that. She left and was gone for 5 or 6 minutes then came back and said she needed a translation….what exactly did I mean by branch…..I forgot that I wasn’t in the South, and in Central New York they apparently don’t refer to water as branch. Still it was pretty entertaining at the time. Sorry if this lost something in the re-telling.

With everything packed, and the Pourhouse getting ready to broom us out anyway (see entry titled "NY in the Winter"), we headed for Hall Rd.

The next morning we got loaded and said goodbye to Jon & Terry, and started the long drive back.

Only one thing on the way back could be considered interesting. We stopped the first night just south of Cincy right across the Kentucky state line. We got a room and being pretty wiped out from driving we ordered a pizza from take out, ate it and went to sleep. When we woke up the next day, some weird phenomenon had made Pamela’s hair kind of expand. My theory was that in the South almost all the women have “Big Hair” and now that we were back in Dixie the Cosmos was trying to help.