Since Austin is busy celebrating Texas's championship tonight, the city is pretty empty. I took the opportunity to try out Old San Francisco Steak House, a San Antonio chain. Come to find out, the concept is based on a romance between a Texas Ranger and the madam of a brothel. Only in Texas would they not have problems voting that strippers must show their IDs at all times and patronizing a restaurant dedicated to the tragic love of a "woman of the night."

Of course, in San Antonio, where food is concerned, all bets are off.

Just barely got in to the Lonestar Rollergirls match. When I figured out Rollergirls was filmed up in Austin, I knew I had to go. Everyone else apparently also thought the same thing. The match (The Cherry Bombs vs. The Hellcats) is completely sold out.



**spoiler alert**



Clownsnack is on the injured reserve for the Hellcats so they must let her back into the league. Had a great perch for the first quarter, but I'd been ejected from it at the beginning of the second, so I'm heading home since I can't actually SEE anything any more. Plus, it's an hour and a half drive home, and I'm hungry. Next time, I'm geting here the time I left San Antonio (4:30) so I can get a seat. And there will be a next time because I wanna see the Holy Rollers skate.

Oh, and I stenciled a shirt this morning for the occasion. Smart girls kick butt. ;)

Like most Chinese buffets, the place is nasty but it has great rice noodles. Check out the "pizza" ala grade school cafeteria. My theory is that Mike likes it because he can't taste it after he's topped it with his hot sauces.

So it's a picture of a picture so you can't really make out the details, but you get the idea on how big our rasterbated Starbucks ended up.

A Strongbow after work for the team, and Ashley taunting the non-attenders via Blackberry.

When I get home, I've gotta send y'all a shot of a temporary wall we rasterbated at work. Wall was c. 20 ft. wide and 10 ft. high. We covered it because the wall was put up to block off a popular exit during construction. A lot of folks kept accidentally turning into that (now dead end) hall to try to leave through it. Figured we'd give them something to grin about when they realized they'd gone the wrong way.

We took a wide shot of the Starbucks kiosk downstairs, rasterbated it, and pasted it up. Took two of us (hi, Laura) most of one weekend to complete the piece, but it looked great when we were done.

Sometimes it's good to be single. No required sharing. ;)

Okay. It's probably behind The Container Store. But it's close. --regan

Milla says thank you for the photo shoot this morning. Ick. Another kitty else discovered the gift before I did, because all I have left is wings and feathers. Ironically, I think I'll now head out to Wing Stop before this afternoon's gaming session.

Neighbor's cat's morning goes something like this.