And so the Summer of 2019 comes to an official end with back-to-school, hunkering down for the calorie-induced holiday stretch Halloween candy, Thanksgiving dinner/leftovers and Christmas parties) and in Austin, the annual invasion of ACL Fest Assholes over two weekends. I chose to work today because I get extra money on top of the holiday dough. With the divorce underway, I’m going to need it as Chez Maggi becomes a one-income household…I wonder if my cat Isis can get a part-time gig eating crickets and mice?
Despite the crappy ending, I think it was a good Summer. Not quite as awesome as 1989, 1995 or 2003 yet it will be in the very memorable group with 1982, 1983 and 1997.
On to the Autumn.