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So I’m on a trip to Austin, Texas for work. We flew out today (Sunday), will be meeting tomorrow and Tuesday morning, then will fly back Tuesday afternoon.

My first impression of Austin: incredibly hot. It was 11:00 pm locally when we arrived, and it was about 80 degrees out. This is silly. I have no doubt I’m going to burst into flame immediately upon walking outside during the day.

My second impression of Austin: it’s made of awesome. This is based solely on the 62-year old French/Texan woman who drove our cab from the airport. She alternated between telling us jokes, talking about what a great driver she is, complaining about her useless husband, and talking about how she didn’t want to offend us for the entire trip, but mostly she told jokes.

First she asked if we were married. There were three of us in the car, and I indicated that the other two were married and that I was single. She said, in her ridiculously wonderful French/Texan accent (I’ll try to imitate it sometime if you remind me), “Alright, I have one joke for the married men, then one for the single.”

(Well, she propositioned me before offering to tell the joke, but immediately rescinded the offer, let us know that she was just joking and that she would never do anything like that and hoped we weren’t offended, and besides, I was too young for her.)

“First, for the marrieds: how is a man like a floor?”

“I can’t imagine,” I replied.

“Well, you lay it once, you lay it right, and then you walk all over it for the next thirty years.”

After our laughter subsided, she moved on to me.

“And for the single: how is a man like a parking lot?”

“I can’t imagine,” I replied a bit more hesitantly (it being my turn).

“All the good ones are taken, and the ones that aren’t are handicapped.”

I’d love to go into the rest of the ride (and hopefully will later), but I ought to try to sleep. It’s 1:00 am local time (that’s 11:00 pm back home, way before my bedtime), and I have to get up in the morning.

Also: it’s 70 degrees outside. At 1:00 in the morning. ARGH.