
Doing Our Best to Keep Austin Weird —Part 1 Four Nights, Nine Bands Fun destinations have slogans: The City That Never Sleeps. Virginia is for Lovers. (At least it used to be.) What Happens in Vegas… …Keep Austin Weird . For a few days over Spring Break we did our best to do just that. Darling Daughter loves all things weird. My Beloved has been itching to get to the Lyndon Johnson Presidential Library, which is a little weird for the progeny of Goldwater Republicans. We all needed a change of scenery. It’s not that we’ve been buried under four feet of snow in sub-zero temperatures, but winter here is just so erratic—weeks of bleak, cold days, a teasingly warm day or two, an ice storm, a flood warning, bitter, biting wind. Overcast. Brown. Gray. We’d just seen (for the second time) the film Glory Road , where a coach tempts basketball recruits with the promise of more than 300 days a year of Texas sunshine. As a self-diagnosed victim of Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD), that was go...