Dave Thomas lived in a small apartment on Anderson Lane during the heyday of Willie and Waylon and the Armadillo World Headquarters in 1972. Unfortunately, he was only a year old. He's returned to Austin a couple times since then, most recently arriving from San Angelo in early 2002. He pays the bills as a copy editor and designer, but secretly longs to be a world championship barbecue cook-off judge. He drives a '98 Chevy pickup named after a Billy Joe Shaver song and loves a San Antonio girl named Shannon.
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By Dave Thomas
| Thursday, March 20, 2008, 10:28 AM
The trail’s old hat, it’s time to check out the playground:
“Whoa, I can feel that Tender Chicken & Stars coming right back up …”
(Imagine Jacques Cousteau voice) “Look, LaRonde, it’s ze magnifzent rhomboid squid…”
“Yeah, they let me in the yard for an hour a day. Other than that, it’s total lockdown.”
“Must … find … milk …”
(Insert obligatory “like sands through an hourglass, so are the days of our lives” joke here.)
Sand. It’s what’s for dinner.
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