Houston: I'm Talkin' to YOU

Sarah couldn't have said it better early this morning. It seems we keep looking at each other with watery eyes that say "It's just this month that's so crazy, not next month right? RIGHT?" She's quite the trooper. I just attempt to keep up with her, which undoubtedly involves a lot of focus, drive, caffeine, and alcohol.

Coincidently, that last one is very apparent, given that I came home yesterday to a giftbox of lovely martini glasses resting on the coffee table. Thus, we just want to let Erica O'Grady and Matthew Wettergreen of Caroline Collective, and the rest of the  folks in Houston know that they are not forgotten! We have some great footage on the way! It's just being tackled in a foggy, sleep-deprived, round-about manner. Kind of like the cab ride below.

Quick Disclaimer: now, we've had some wackadoodle taxi experiences on this UGBT tour. Austin? I think I groped a pedi-cabber the first night, and decided it was appropriate to recount the story to Earl, our driver the next day, who then laughed so hard he got lost in the AMD parking garage. Whoops. And there was the Memphis cabbie, who tried to kill us by going 80 mph down the quiet neighborhood street we grew up on, and then refused to help with our bags. Typical. And who can forget our Toronto taxi experience? I believe the seats were upholstered to look like Winnie the Pooh, complete with ears. And the West African driver kept shouting "MAMMA MIA" and giggling. Weird.

And yet, they all knew where they were going. Which is more than I can say for the new guy below... ah bless his heart (said through gritted teeth).