errr... i see that it's been a week. sorry about that, but it's been crazy hot here in texas and the cool breezes, along with my motivation to form cohesive sentences, have temporarily gone astray. despite
insanely stupid temperatures of late, i managed to have a pretty cool weekend, saturday night in particular.
i met two of my favorite people for a fun and nostalgic late-night pizza dinner in a small town about an hour north of where i live and as i was making the 40-mile trip (listening non-stop to
the head and the heart), i couldn't help but be enamored with the beautiful sky. it's been bone dry around these parts for almost a month and though a storm was looming, the sun couldn't be suppressed. it was quite lovely.
i arrived a few minutes before my friends, so i took advantage of the swirling sky and old buildings and snapped a ton of pictures.
i'm not usually one to exploit the cowgirl/texas thing, but i really loved this painted sign.
the colors on this wall were to die for...
as evidenced by my taking about twenty close-ups of the aqua, white, and red combination. painted brick is the best.
though we came for pizza, there was a babe's across the street.
if you ever come to the dfw area, please try to go to a
babe's chicken dinner house. it is seriously good and kitschy and country and fun.
and some of them have dinosaur-sized chickens out front. win.
my friends and i trekked it out to small town, texas to eat at a place called
the tomato. when i was in college, there was a pizza place called the flying tomato (later changed to the tomato) and it was the best local haunt for studying, having a few beers, listening to music, and watching the world go by. the pizza, of course, was exceptional: doughy, slightly sweet, rich, and flavorful.
sadly, the tomato closed a few years after i graduated (it burned after closing, actually) and a college town mourned its loss. but! it was reincarnated a few months ago and i've been dying to see if the new tomato could bring back a few college memories.
the trip did not disappoint. the pizza was exactly the same (exactly!) and the new place had a few old relics from the original flying tomato, including the jukebox and, oddly enough, an old trash container. i had the best time chatting with my friends for hours and listening to music.
though it was getting late, we headed back south to
denton (my old college town) and walked around the historic square.
there's a great old theater on one side of the square. i need to make a point of seeing a show there someday.
we ended the night at a bar listening to live music, sipping beer and coffee, and talking even more. it was the perfect night (even though it was still over 90 degrees way past midnight - blah).
i ♥ my friends. what did you do this weekend?
