Clueless, that's me!

So, remember this post about my meeting a fellow scooterist for the first time? Well, I found out today just who that was that I met. It was Ryan Delahoussaye, the violinist from Blue October. People who are famous should be made to wear special buttons so out-of-the-loop folk like me will know who they are. I hope he didn't feel slighted when I didn't know who he was. It's not like he told me his full name or even mentioned that he was in a band. Ah, well.

I found out who he was on today's scooter ride. We finally got two more members in the scooter group, one of whom is another member of the band, Jeremy Furstenfeld.

The ride was great, btw. We went to Gruene, looked around and had lunch at the Gristmill.

Accident-free scooter group ride

Went on my second scooter group ride yesterday.

The 78666 Scoots group rode to Lockhart, TX for some good ol' BBQ. We went to Smitty's Market, one of 4 famous barbecue joints in town. It was delicious! I was not sure what to expect as I had heard it's just meat only: no sauce, no sides, just bread or crackers. Very different from typical Dallas bbq where sauce and sides are king. I'm pleased to report that I loved it. I can't wait to go back again. By the way, you can purchase cheese, onion, pickles, and peppers. Cole slaw, too, I think.

The ride was about 20 miles. We had beautiful weather. It was a great time all around. Fred and Jamie are fun people. Despite all the cards we've been handing out, there was still just the three of us. Hopefully more will join us soon.

I'm officially old

It's official. I've become that lady. It's 7:45 pm and I just called the complex security officer to complain about some rotten kids and their music. In my defense, they are blasting Nickelback outside. I can't tell if it's someone at the pool or if it's someone playing it off their balcony, but either way it's loud and it sucks. I might be more forgiving if it was something decent or if it was just bass coming through the walls. Nope, I can hear every blessed (and lame and poorly sung) word. I would also be more forgiving if I hadn't chosen this apartment complex because they bill themselves as "a quiet community" and the leasing agent hadn't said at least three times how they don't tolerate loud music, loud cars, or loud anything. Well, this is loud and I'm not going to take it anymore. Damn college kids!