The Arkansas Tealiban, or whatever those clowns in the Capitol are calling themselves these days, have depressed all the just citizens of the Natural State this week (it’s mislabled as the Religious Freedom Law, if you’re interested). So this morning, I decided to find something to celebrate about my city, and here it is – TV news reports that a 1,000 foot water-slide is coming to Little Rock on May 23. Not sure how that works without a 1,000 foot hill, but I’m eager to find out.
On the last day of March, thought I’d leave you with some of my favorite non-festival (South by Southwest and Valley of the Vapors) snapshots…also because this month, I purchased my first iPhone, and while I find it extraordinarily creepy that my incoming texts now flash across my laptop screen, I love the beefed-up (compared to my Androids) camera.
Saw lots of ladies take the stage in my brief (two days) South By music blitz. Here are a few videos I shot:
Good lyrics slay me.
Dreamy, west-coast surf-pop.
These girls rock hard. Plus they decorate the stage.
1) Grill a homemade tortilla (these wheat/corn combos were chewy-thick goodness, still warm from the fire at the Dripping Springs, Texas H-E-B …gotta love a chain grocery that makes it’s own tortillas).
2) Cut a banana lengthwise and grill it.
3) Spread sriracha sauce on the tortilla, put the banana on it, sprinkle with paprika, wrap it up.
4) Grill the wrapped up version.
Voila – best snack EVER! Perfect for an afternoon of dreamy surf pop, art-damaged weirdness and (gentle) moshing (AKA my “unofficial” take on South by Southwest).
A tad of hiking…
Unas noches de baile con cowboys…
A few hours of insanity where I blew off the half-marathon I had planned to run without any training, then felt guilty when, around mile 8, the runners passed my house, so I suited up and bounded into the sleet to join them. Then, when the course split, I veered into the 26-mile path and just keep running to the finish line…so instead of running 13 miles without training, I managed 17 and some change. (According to my aching knees and my internet research, this was very, very bad for me.)
Lots and lots (for Central Arkansas) of ice and snow.