Texas - Eating and Drinking

Now the post on eating. And maybe some drinking too.

Once we returned from Lake Ivy, we were among many restaurants. The first one we visited was called Don Oscar's.

We all ordered margaritas. They were a strange green color. Mine tasted good, so good in fact, that we all had 3 each. Oh well!

My dinner consisted of 2 enchiladas and 2 tacos. In almost all the Mexican places in San Angelo, they don't put cheese on the tacos. It's bizarre. I have to get it on the side. The food was great!


The next day, we met Weenie's cousin at Chilango's City. It used to be Mejor Que Nada (Better Than Nothing) but had been sold since the last time we were there.

I got the 3 enchilada plate. Chicken enchilada with a sour cream sauce, a beef enchilada with ranchero sauce and a cheese enchilada with tomatillo sauce. It was fucking great.

Also, top shelf margaritas!

Here is Weenie doing a tiny dance outside the restaurant. We were trying to decide which bar we were going to next in our bar hopping extravaganza.

Fat Boss's Pub won out and we drove over there.

We ordered shooters right away. We also had 2 beers here and then went on our way.

Next we went down the street to The Crazy Goat.

We ordered shooters here too.

We had a couple of beers there and then paid our tab. On to the next bar! We landed at The Lone Wolf Pub. Wow was this place scary. We slammed a beer and then crept out. As you can see it's still light outside. Once we opened the door, there was a Fat Bob Harley sitting there. Before I knew what was happening, Weenie had opened the door and yelled "Whoever is riding the Fat Bob, please come outside!" Oh God I thought. This semi-scary guy comes out and they start talking about motorcycles. I kept checking my watch. Finally, Weenie asked the guy "So what did you have before you got this?" He answered, "A wife." Time to go! We made our exit.

On to Giz and Hum's for some pool.

When we entered the bar, it was packed and there were no pool tables. We found out that on Wednesday, it's free pool. We were about to leave when Weenie heard someone calling her name. It was her mother's neighbor. We sat down and had a couple of beers with them. We left there and went to Bailey's Sports Bar.

This place was a dive. We got quarters for pool and started a tab. I noticed on the wall a sign that said on Wednesday nights, long necks were $1. I tend to not believe anything I read, so Weenie went to the bartender and asked and sure enough, $1 beer. So, that made us stay a little longer.

Our final stop was O'Bryan's Five Point Sports Bar.

Much to the delight of Weenie, it was karaoke! We sat down at the end of the bar and ordered beers. They don't take cards here so we quickly looked at the cash situation and were okay for a little while. There was a guy sitting next to Weenie and she kept noticing people coming up to him and introducing themselves. Finally Weenie said "Are you famous?" He told Weenie that he was Ian Kinsler of the Texas Rangers.

Here is a picture of Weenie and Ian two stepping.

Here is a picture of Weenie singing karaoke. You have to look real close to see her. Look to the left of the Denver Broncos horse. There's a tiny orange speck under the smaller green screen. That's her. I asked Ian for his autograph. He is on the left side of this picture.

The next morning, I went online to see if it really was him. The real Ian has longish hair, the one in the bar had no hair. If you'll notice the autograph I got in the bar on the napkin is not even close to the one on the baseball that is for sale on QVC. Weenie and I saw him on the All-Star game Tuesday night and he still has long hair. So, either it's a wig or this guy was impersonating him. The next morning, in order to cure our hangovers, we went to the Wienerschnitzel. Why can't we have one in Memphis?

Yummy chili dog! Weenie got a kraut dog. Yuck!

That night DP fried up all the fish we caught. Look at that scrumptiousness!

The afternoon of the 4th, we packed up and went to Lake Nasworthy. We were taking the big boat to watch the fireworks.

Built in coolers. Sweet!

Pomegranate margaritas!

Look at sexy Weenie!

Gangsta Weenie.

Shotgunning beer.

Me next!

Here are the guys setting up for the fireworks.

Chili dogs!

Finally, at 9:30, it was time for the fireworks. Check out Saturn!

We had a great time in Texas as usual. I can't wait to go back next year!

Texas - Fishing

I'm going to break the Texas trip up into two posts. One about fishing and the other about eating. That's about all we did!

Here is a picture of us on our way to Lake Ivy. Can you see the fucking horizon? It's so flat in West Texas!


Here is my new fishing/camping chair. I put it in the back of the boat. It doesn't have the table pulled out yet. You will see that in another picture later. Everyone was jealous.

Here we are unloading.

Weenie is our captain. The girls have their own boat and the dumb boys have their own boat.

On the first day, we took the boat over to our fishing hole and as soon as I put my worm in the water, a fish was nibbling.

We were hauling them in.

Look at this monster perch!

Weenie caught a few that day but they were mostly on my side of the boat. Weenie was so sweet. She finally put her pole down so she could take the fish off for me. We kept 22 perch that day.


The buzzards were circling above us most of the day. I'm not sure what they were trying to tell us.

Then we saw it raining in the distance. Yes, that's several miles away.

Here are the fish at the cleaning station.

We rested while Weenie's dad cleaned the fish.

Up the next morning, we had powdered Donettes for breakfast. Notice the table connected to my chair. Go ahead. Look at it.

We unloaded and went to our normal spot. Not much was happening until this 5 pound catfish was on the end of Weenie's pole. It took a minute to get it in!

After the catfish, it got slow so we went to the other side of the lake. It was Weenie's turn to start hauling in the giant perch.

Then she caught this nice crappie! On a worm!

Then, in the same hole, I caught this bass.

The weather was threatening again so we had to go in early but not before catching a bunch more fish.

Monday, it rained again. We finally got to go out on the lake around 1:00. The fishing was lighter and then the boat broke down. Here's a baby bass I caught.


Weenie landed this turtle. He was giant. We quickly grabbed him and took the hook out. He swam away quickly!

Weenie's mother thought if we put a white towel in the tree, someone might come by and rescue us. It wasn't until 9:00 when the boys went to the dock that they noticed we weren't there. We were paddling by this time. I'm so glad they came and got us because it would've been midnight before we would've made it to the dock paddling.


At camp, there are deer everywhere. Check out this beautiful buck that was right next to the camper. If you'll notice, his antlers are "in velvet". DP said he'd only seen a buck in velvet about 3 times in his life. The bucks lose their antlers every season and when they grow back, they are ensconced in this skin that looks like velvet. The skin has blood vessels that nourish the bone (antlers) and once they are grown, the skin sloughs off. Bucks then rub them on trees to get the skin off. I learned something! I had no idea.

The boat was not repairable at camp so we checked out of the Bates Motel and headed to town. We still wanted to fish though. Weenie's dad told us a perfect place in the shade in town. The Concho River flows right through town. We took our chairs and cooler and set up right on the ledge.

It was fun for a little while but the fish were tiny and they ate all our worms! We packed up and bought more worms and went out to Twin Buttes to try our luck at some bigger fish.
We drove out to Twin Buttes and found a place to put our chairs. It was hot as fuck but luckily I had my tiny fan.

And Snickers!

Weenie was roughing it.

We caught several nice sized perch but it was time for dinner. We packed it in and found a dock to fish off the next day.
We got up at a reasonable hour and were fishing about 9:30. I caught this bass almost as soon as I put my worm in the water.

It was about 10:30 when I realized I'd left our fishing licenses at home. We quickly packed our stuff and put it away. We didn't need a ticket!

The Saturday before coming home, we took the big boat (The Minnow) out to Twin Buttes for one last day of fishing.

We caught several perch right away.

DP was in his own boat bass fishing.

He came over to brag about his catch. I can see why.

After loading the boat, we were pulling out when I noticed this bumper sticker on the back of a truck. I think it says it all about Texas.

In case it's too small or blurry, it says "I heart Big Fake Tits".