Benji came in town from San Antonio this weekend, as an escape from his “going out” buddies.
Saturday night we ate sandwiches at the original Kirby Lane. I got the same portobello mushroom sandwich as the last time I was there with Erin, also for supper. We were seated immediately by a midget punk rock girl and were waited on by a very friendly waitress. She sat at our table, while taking our order, which is something I’ve never previously witnessed.
Sunday afternoon, we got started around 11. After getting expectedly awesome coffee at Pacha, we dared to try Taco Xpress around 1 PM but the crowd of people and full parking lot was a turn-off, for me, at least.. Surely, Polvo’s wouldn’t be so bad, but it was. It took a good while of driving to find the place, trying to take the route my brother does, but we ended up there following the fail-safe route (south First). Full parking lot, swearing. I would have loved to have lived in this city “back in the day”. We ended up eating at Trudy’s, after I recalled it’s near I <3 Video. Many Austin neighborhood's down south look the same, sir.
We played billiards for a couple of hours afterwards, at Eric's. On the way there, we heard a "pop" noise behind us, like something fell off my car. After checking that my wallet and phone were in the car, I determined that it must have been my "E Clips" (custom sunglass clips) case. We drove back to look for it to no avail. I ordered a replacement since then for about ten bucks. Unshaken from that little roadblock, we proceeded to Erics. The empty parking lot foreshadowed our billiards session: "Perfect". The last time Benji came in town, and we went to Eric's on a Sunday, the place was jam packed and we had to play on the quarter tables the whole time. Yesterday, no music was even audible when we talked in there, so, naturally we changed that and ended the track list with Rocket Queen (Live). We played a Deftones song, Pour some sugar on me by Def Leppard, One in a million by GnR, Rainbow in the Dark by Dio, Armatage Shanks and Basket Case by Green Day, to name a few. There were also few patrons (at first – the Mexican guys that came in groups became progressively louder). The helpful guy at the bar trusted usenough to not ask to hold some form of identification, in exchange for his old, dirty, dimple balls. The cue chalk was in great shape, though – 2 of them, in fact. I overheard the guy at the next table (who complimented Benji on his snakeskin cue) mention new “centennial” balls incoming. What else can you ask for? We both played very well, besides a few stupid shots on both of our parts. Benji won, as usual, 7-3, and had the “shot of the day” when he banked the 8 ball across the table.
We ended the day cleaning Benji’s finally dead XBOX and removing some of that white goop that those two capacitors spewed, thinking it may help (it didn’t). My brother said that capacitors are inexpensive and easy to replace. I think Benji should look for a replacement power supply board, if it’s inexpensive.
