Austin Dispatches | No. 199 | Sep. 24, 2017 |
Earlier phone chats with
family gave me the impression that the folks had already attempted a fancy, if
premature, celebration of their golden wedding anniversary. Cost prohibited a
Hawaiian trip in winter without advance arrangements.[1]
A cruise off Baja California was a comprehensive disaster more amusing in the
retelling than endured at the time. So the likeliest anniversary plan was
something small, if not intimate: perhaps a quiet dinner for two at some bistro,
while we children struggled to think of a gift that could be bought and shipped,
versus something that requires supernatural means (e.g., restored youth).[2]
That prospect contented me.
I last visited five years ago, just to visit, and the family was too preoccupied
to appreciate my visiting like they always said they wanted. Then, for once, I
had the time and the money.
Since 2012, life’s delivered a constant beating.[3]
In May, Sis took over,
planning a big party at her house next door to our parents. Except for one
aspect, but I’ll get to that. I countered with an alternative: gathering in
Las
Vegas, equidistant from most of the immediate family.
No, it had to be at Sis’ house in September.[4]
There, Sis and her husband
managed the cleaners, caterers and photographer, and the invitations to
relatives and friends of the family, some of whom I hadn’t seen since Sis’ 1996
wedding. However, the folks oversaw the confection of a custom triple-tier cake
– one tier vanilla with buttercream, one tier chocolate marble, one tier devil’s
food –covered in chocolate ganache.[5]
Ants at a picnic couldn’t’ve swarmed it faster. On the basis of the cake, and
the rest of the spread, the party – and the marriage – must be adjudged a
success.
That’s more than I can say
for the return trip. I’d spent the visit dodging Mom and Dad’s drooling dog,
resembling a cross between a collie and a tumbleweed, so my wardrobe didn’t
smell like eau de Fido on the plane. However, my original night flight was late,
so the airline rescheduled me for a direct route to Austin … for 10 a.m. the
next morning. Rather than leave, try to find an available motel, and endure
security checkpoints again, I spent the next 15 hours pacing or waiting at gates
in high dudgeon, until the jet actually ascended. I can’t sleep in terminals or
planes, except for catnaps.
While awaiting my flight, I
watched CNN interview Robert De Niro, criticizing President Trump.[6]
He came across less as a concerned citizen, more as an actor reprising his tics
for shtick. In other words, just some clown who’s here to amuse us.[7]
He's probably really incensed at Trump for beating him or his son in some
Manhattan real estate deal.[8]
Also, because I got sick
from recycled air in 1988 (the high school graduation gift-visit to see the
Baltimore relatives) and 1994 (my first visit to Austin), I’ve since worn a
painter’s mask aboard flights longer than an hour.
This time, the other passengers, openly coughing phlegm at everyone else as they
trudged to the back toilets next to my seat, after guzzling the beverages the
stewardesses peddled, gave me strange looks. In other words, it’s socially
acceptable to spew mucus and disease in an enclosed space, but not to take
precautions.
Toward the end, a stewardess
conked me on the head while retrieving an empty water bottle from the adjacent
passenger. She apologized and gave me a piece of chocolate. What am I,
five
years old?
Because of the delays I
arrived back at Austin-Bergstrom International Airport in time for the evening
rush hour. I returned home scungy and frazzled and slept for about 12 hours.
Meanwhile, Back at the Ranch …
An audit uncovered City
restaurant inspectors sleeping on the job.[9]
Another audit found a City Hall secretary was selling beauty products on city
time. The real scandal is that Austin bureaucrat displayed an entrepreneurial
bent.[10]
For example, the Sep. 15 Chronicle described the role of two councilors as
“combating market forces.”[11]
We at Austin Dispatches couldn’t’ve summarized them better.
A fire official is under
investigator for rape.[12]
The Sep. 7 Statesman reports an Austin cop accused of faking his own death
resigned from the force.[13]
It's almost as if the cop shows and movies, from two continents, are more
realistic than we've given them credit for.
The same weekend as a UT
football game, crews closed MoPac Expressway lanes for repaving.[14]
Used to be Texans would never permit or tolerate such a thing.
The Statesman’s Traffic Web
page reported collisions at northbound MoPac Expressway and Highway 183 on Sep.
7, at southbound MoPac and Loop 360 on Sep. 12, and at southbound 183 near
United Drive on Sep. 21.
NOTES
[1] Eisler,
Dan. “Hawaiian Substitute.” E-mail to Mike Eisler, 16 Feb. 2017.
[2] D. Eisler.
“A Future Gift Idea for Mom.” E-mail to Corey Bjerregaard, 15 May 2017.
[3] AD No. 161
(March 12, 2013); AD No. 164 (May 29, 2013); AD No. 168 (Oct. 23, 2013); AD
No. 169 (Nov. 22, 2013); AD No. 176 (July 6, 2014); AD No. 179 (Nov. 26,
2014); AD No. 180 (Feb. 10, 2015); AD No. 181 (May 22, 2015); AD No. 185
(Nov. 17, 2015); AD No. 189 (July 4, 2016); AD No. 190 (Aug. 30, 2016); AD
No. 192 (Nov. 21, 2016); AD No. 195 (May 7, 2017); AD No. 196 (July 13,
2017); AD No. 198 (Sep. 4, 2017).
[4]
Bjerregaard. “Re: Re: Re: Mom and Dad’s 50th Wedding
Anniversary.” E-mail to D. Eisler, 20 Jun. 2017.
[5] Rombauer,
Irma S, Marion Rombauer Becker, and Ethan Becker. Joy of Cooking, 6th
rev. ed. New York City: Scribner, 2006: 795.
[6] CNN
Newsroom. 15 Sep. 2017.
[7]
Goodfellas. Warner Bros. Pictures, 1990.
[8] Levy,
Shawn. De Niro: A Life. New York City: Crown Archetype, 2014: 268;
Gaines, Steven. The Sky’s the Limit: Passion and Property in Manhattan.
[9] Anderson,
Will. “Inspector Clouseau? Um, He’s Having a Power Snooze.” ABJ 8 Sep. 2017:
3.
[10]
Jankowski, Philip. “Audit: Aide to City Manager’s Chief of Staff Used Work
Computer for Her Side Business.” AAS 19 Sep. 2017: B1.
[11] Barbaro,
Nick, and Michael King. “Which Way to CodeNEXT?” AC 15 Sep. 2017: 22+.
[12]
Plohetski, Tony. “Fire Official Accused of Sexual Assault.” AAS 20 Sep.
2017: B1.
[13]
Plohetski. “City Cop Accused of Attempt to Fake Own Death Quits
Force.” AAS 7 Sep. 2017: B3.
[14] Wear,
Ben. “MoPac to See Lane, Ramp Closures This Weekend.” AAS 8 Sep. 2017: B1.