Austin's Lesbo BBQ

The L Word season 2 premiered the other night...I have since seen the first episode twice in an attempt to figure out what the hell the producers thought they were accomplishing by changing up the opening sequence.

It used to be simple and hot...now it's all flashy and...and....well, sucky.

That theme song is so very bad.

So, as you may have gathered, I've replaced my life of going out and drinking every night with staying in and drinking every night. I'm not fortunate enough to have cable TV, but my friends are, and besides...PBS has some great late night documentaries. I learn good.

I'm also trying to pick up some new hobbies. As I think I've said before, one of my biggest hobbies is taking up new hobbies. Like everything else in my life, they're generally phases that flutter out ask quickly as they came in.

This month's hobby has been feeding the birds in my backyard. I'm still to lazy to actually try to figure out what kind of birds they are...but, I do know there's one woodpecker that I've named Percy...a couple of grackles and some finches...and the white winged doves (the non-Stevie Nicks affiliated kind).

This hobby will last until I run out of bird seed.

Whenever I think of hobbies, I think of the drive up to Inks Lake for spring camping trip 2003. Somewhere slightly north of Round Rock there is an establishment called Discount Hobbies. This led to a car full of discussion...

What would qualify as a discount hobby? Maybe tree watching....car counting...or collecting various lengths and colors of string? I figure you can find an abundance of guides to cheap ways to pass time at Discount Hobbies.

That's it...I'm done here...I'm going to go tend to my newly purchased herbs. These guys have all been named Garbage Pail Kid-style with rhyming names. There's Phil the Dill, Paige the Sage, and Alfonso the Cilantro.

Ok. I know Alfonso and Cilantro don't rhyme...but, he told me that it was more important for him to stay true to his cultural heritage than try to keep up with my stupid games. And whenever a plant starts telling me what to do, goddamnit, I listen...

# posted by themellenhead @ 1:59 PM