The New & Unproved Work/Job/Career Thread

[Jorge]

I like Austin. Dirty sixth, baby!

[doug rr]

the presidential library is a good visit..had a good chicken fried steak there once but its still Texas

[tree_]

the presidential library is a good visit..had a good chicken fried steak there once but its still Texas

it's not Texas, it's a liberal oasis surrounded by Texas

[doug rr]

no, its Texas

[The Argonaut]

It's better than Houston!

[doug rr]

I miss Houston street food

[The Argonaut]

There's only one thing I like about Houston: the thrill of knowing that around the next corner, maybe Reid will be there

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Move to Vermont

[Jorge]

Austin is WAY better than Houston, one of the most boring and depressing cities I've ever visited

[doug rr]

There's only one thing I like about Houston: the thrill of knowing that around the next corner, maybe Reid will be there

what would he be doing?

[The Argonaut]

There's only one thing I like about Houston: the thrill of knowing that around the next corner, maybe Reid will be there

what would he be doing?

I don't know, probably being a good dad or riding his bike or something

[doug rr]

There's only one thing I like about Houston: the thrill of knowing that around the next corner, maybe Reid will be there

what would he be doing?

I don't know, probably being a good dad or riding his bike or something

I think he would have pho stains on his shirt and be slightly embarrassed

[BurtReynolds]

Austin is WAY better than Houston, one of the most boring and depressing cities I've ever visited

Agreed.

[BurtReynolds]

I will be moving to Austin in a month. Unless I change my mind

What's your Patagonia vest inventory look like?

I'm gonna hang out with techbros all day. It will be a nightmare.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[doug rr]

and who wants to pay a $30 cover to go into a bar to watch jimmy Vaughan play?

[BurtReynolds]

Austin is WAY better than Houston, one of the most boring and depressing cities I've ever visited

Agreed.

Austin is a monoculture. Those "keep Austin weird" bumper stickers have been futile for at least a decade. How many coffee shops and music clubs does one town need?

Austin was great 25 years ago, but now it is as you describe. But you have to remember that Houston is still Houston.

[tree_]

yeah i was there in like 2006 and it seemed cool.. sounds like it's changed for the worse since then

[bodysnatcher]

Everywhere sucks that attracts people to visit or move to. It’s a matter of finding the least suck.