Esther's follies

My big idea to finish off our trip was an evening at Esther's Follies. I have been so many times before, but Cas, despite all of his moments spent in Austin, had never been. We did go to a nice Tex-Mex dinner at a place called Maudie's first so we could then burn calories by the sheer act of laughter. 

At Esther's, I made a weak effort to steer him toward the front right hand side of the seating area, but he kind of figured anyone pulled from the audience would be pulled from the front row. He's a smartie. 

I loved the show as I consistently have every time I have darkened their door over at the top of 6th street. Cas, an Esther's first timer, was absolutely bowled over by the show. Every time I looked over, he was laughing. They do a five minute break about an hour into the show, and he remarked about how densely packed everything was. It's true. They do so very many things in a machine gun rythm. Even this morning, he was commenting about how great the show was. 

After Esther's, we stopped in the Velveeta Room to catch the end of a standup comedian's act. We went from there to a place where a man outside promised there would be two dollar Long Island iced teas. There were, in fact. We each had one before the walk back to our hotel. 

We're jamming dirty clothes into luggage now and cleaning up before we spend time in a car together. Back to Dallas with us. We kick so much ass at road trips, it isn't even fair. 

Esther's

Construction at Threeth Street. Lol.