On the road again

We couldn't relax and just watch the not-great Bringing Down the House until I recognized one actor as Lex Luthor in Smallville. Afterward, we detoured onto the old Lampasas Highway and the old Spicewood road, along the Bull Creek watershed. It was wonderful to hear nothing at all but birdsong. There were bikers on the road everywhere. Downtown at Manuel's this old guy kept coming in seeking coffee refills for his Thermos. He had giant bundles of keys hooked to each side of his garrison belt and wore a kilt held up by clip-on suspenders and a glengarry cap. No; the cap wasn't holding up his kilt. His tattoos looked like general prison issue, but he did have a Harley at the curb, despite his down-at-the-heels demeanor and never-ending conversations with himself.