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... some who were twice my age.
Every adult whose child wasn't too frightened to sit on Santa's lap happily handed their kids over, trusting without question that their children were safe in St. Nick's arms. And it all made sense to them. Of course they'd do this and take their pictures and cherish this very moment forever. And for me, anyway, these moments gained a profundity that I'm sure none of the parents ever considered. And why should they? Their kids were with Santa Claus.
... you know, you don't pick the boot, the boot picks you". Yeah, I have heard that before... in a MOVIE ! That wasn't very helpful. And I don't speak Boot.
After about 1 hour or so, I found a pair each for both Shilpa and I. At the checkout counter, I did tell the guy how cheesy that line sounded although it did have some truth.
The boots are on their way to Kirkland now. Let's see if they pick Shilpa.
... and mandate. The other must visit place will be visited in November 2012.
I wished the Austin tour book was more picturesque; I would have found out about "the bats at the Ann W. Ric*********gress Avenue Bridge". It is the largest urban colony of bats in N. America! I'd certainly brave the 100+ degrees evening temperature to see 750,000 to 1.5 million bats flying out to feed. Each evening they consume an estimated ...
... br> "We can't give you all four meats on one plate." If I didn't have perfect hearing, I would have sworn she said she couldn't give us all four meats. I was taken aback and didn't know what to say.
So I said incredulously, "You can't?"
"No," she replied definitively. WHAT?!? How can a restaurant NOT give you food you're willing to pay for???
"But I ordered the plate with turkey so we could get all four meats."
... and because on this bus our collective energies suddenly spike at the same moment: with The White Stripes’ “Conquest” simply BLASTING over our tiny speakers, someone shouts to Kuntz, “fireworks,” and in no time we’re all hanging from the ceiling like shrieking monkeys, laughing hoo-hoo-hoo, yay explosion go boom, as the pyrotechnic lights fuses with a smoldering incense stick, then tosses these tiny dynamites ...