A bright and chilly morning...

...what better way to warm up than with migas at Nueva Onda with Andrea, my dear old high school pal. Here she is with her speed demon cat Chelsea.

And her beloved Volvo:

We stopped by Ruta Maya for some Chiapan dark roast and some left wing sentiments.


Who should be there but Leslie, the legendary transvestite homeless man of Austin. Andrea asked him if he was cold (he was, after all, wearing little more than his trademark spandex bikini and an old jacket. He smirked and said, "hon, I've got the hottest ass in town."


And amen to this, brotha: