Tommy went to the University of North Texas in Denton. It was only four hours away but that was too far...I never got to see him, never really spent much time up there...although there was one year I drove him back on his birthday, treated him to dinner, and got a quick tour of the frat house. I cherished those few hours I got to spend with him, knowing it could be a long time before I saw him again.
The good thing about Daniel being at UT is that we can pretend he's far away, he can pretend he's far away, but in an emergency (like needing to see him on or around his birthday) he's just a short drive away. And I love the campus and the area of Austin surrounding it...especially Guadalupe St., known as 'the Drag.' Interesting shops, interesting people. Daniel and I ate at one of his favorites, Potbelly's, where the counter guy, Marcus, knows Daniel and starts making his sandwich as soon as he sees him. We sat by the window looking onto the street, watching people pass by, including one guy carrying a sign that read "The problem with the world is not enough people laugh at fart jokes," or something like that.
I wasn't fast enough to get his picture, but I did get these...Daniel near the huge "Bevo" Longhorn outside the Co-op...the street vendors set up between beautifully painted buildings...Daniel at Potbelly's with Marcus at the counter...
