Austin Dispatches |
No. 94 |
Nov. 25, 2006 |
She could dance all right. She danced the way professional models walk, with a haughty effortlessness. The only trouble with her dancing was it made me feel pretty much the way her talk had. She followed so well she seemed to anticipate me. At times it was really hard to tell whether I was doing the leading or not.17Halloween: Habana used the holiday to feature some special entrées. I ordered the “Cholesterol Monster,” slow-roasted pork with pumpkin rice.18 It was wickedly delicious. The only hellish aspect of the evening was the traffic on south MoPac Expressway (Loop 1) – the government’s fault. Flunkies blocked off lanes near an on ramp to no discernable improvement or reason. I dressed as an ‘80s stand-up comedian – loosened skinny tie, blazer with sleeves pushed up, and a smug expression.19 Hey, it could’ve been worse: I could’ve impersonated the Diceman.20
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