i went canoeing last night for the first time since being a kid. i dont have the greatest sense of balance, but amazingly i didnt tip us over. austin looks much better under a full moon and surrounded by water with 2 40 oz. of Mickeys, a pack of smokes, and good company. not to mention the Lord of the Flies island we sat on trading stories like the scene in JAWS where Richard Dryfuss and Quinn are trading scars. Followed by an evening of east side bar hopping to places we've never been, guessing selections on Tejano Jukeboxes, drinkin cheap beer, and smelling like camp. thank you for reminding me im still invincable and not invisible.