Happy Tours: Texas   Aaron and I spent the summer of 2014 driving around Texas, where we ate a lot of brisket; visited Larry McMurtry's Archer City bookstore and the blinking light from  The Last Picture Show ; floated down a river with our spirit guide Jerry D; hung out at chicken fried steak counters with our favorite happy hour pal Eve Searls in her new San Antonio; became the proud owners of a giant tumbleweed; met a cat called Cherry; met another cat called Squirrel; guzzled the coldest, crispest pilsners of our lives served to us by beautiful Lone Star state grandmas; listened to jukeboxes jammed full of Ernest Tubb, Hank Snow, and Marty Robbins; hugged the Rio Grande as we made our way into Big Bend; pointed at road runners; roamed spaces indoors and out transformed by Donald Judd and Dan Flavin; were almost eaten by Marfa’s high-desert sky.

Happy Tours: Texas

Aaron and I spent the summer of 2014 driving around Texas, where we ate a lot of brisket; visited Larry McMurtry's Archer City bookstore and the blinking light from The Last Picture Show; floated down a river with our spirit guide Jerry D; hung out at chicken fried steak counters with our favorite happy hour pal Eve Searls in her new San Antonio; became the proud owners of a giant tumbleweed; met a cat called Cherry; met another cat called Squirrel; guzzled the coldest, crispest pilsners of our lives served to us by beautiful Lone Star state grandmas; listened to jukeboxes jammed full of Ernest Tubb, Hank Snow, and Marty Robbins; hugged the Rio Grande as we made our way into Big Bend; pointed at road runners; roamed spaces indoors and out transformed by Donald Judd and Dan Flavin; were almost eaten by Marfa’s high-desert sky.

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  Happy Tours: Texas   Aaron and I spent the summer of 2014 driving around Texas, where we ate a lot of brisket; visited Larry McMurtry's Archer City bookstore and the blinking light from  The Last Picture Show ; floated down a river with our spirit guide Jerry D; hung out at chicken fried steak counters with our favorite happy hour pal Eve Searls in her new San Antonio; became the proud owners of a giant tumbleweed; met a cat called Cherry; met another cat called Squirrel; guzzled the coldest, crispest pilsners of our lives served to us by beautiful Lone Star state grandmas; listened to jukeboxes jammed full of Ernest Tubb, Hank Snow, and Marty Robbins; hugged the Rio Grande as we made our way into Big Bend; pointed at road runners; roamed spaces indoors and out transformed by Donald Judd and Dan Flavin; were almost eaten by Marfa’s high-desert sky.
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Happy Tours: Texas

Aaron and I spent the summer of 2014 driving around Texas, where we ate a lot of brisket; visited Larry McMurtry's Archer City bookstore and the blinking light from The Last Picture Show; floated down a river with our spirit guide Jerry D; hung out at chicken fried steak counters with our favorite happy hour pal Eve Searls in her new San Antonio; became the proud owners of a giant tumbleweed; met a cat called Cherry; met another cat called Squirrel; guzzled the coldest, crispest pilsners of our lives served to us by beautiful Lone Star state grandmas; listened to jukeboxes jammed full of Ernest Tubb, Hank Snow, and Marty Robbins; hugged the Rio Grande as we made our way into Big Bend; pointed at road runners; roamed spaces indoors and out transformed by Donald Judd and Dan Flavin; were almost eaten by Marfa’s high-desert sky.

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