Monday, October 5, 2009

LBB is the new weird

LBB recently went wet--and I'm not talking about rain (though we've had a bit of that recently, too). No, after years of battle, the citizenry finally managed to break the mafia-like stranglehold of the liquor stores parked just outside the city limits, who had a vested interest in keeping LBB dry. Yes, that's right folks, hell has finally frozen over, for this past summer, LBB--the largest city in the nation to remain dry--successfully voted to allow the sale of wine and beer in grocery stores.

In no small coincidence, I also began the restoration of a patio in the front yard around the same time the likker started showing up on the market shelves, a week or two ago. Originally just a mishmash of flagstones plunked down on the grass, the patio has looked bedraggled for far too many years. It's had good use during that time, however, since I often sit there on pleasant spring/summer/fall days and jaw at the neighbors as they walk by or work in their own front yards. And every once in awhile, my neighbor Julie will join me there for a glass of wine.

Naturally, you can imagine that this behavior might increase now that we have been liberated from the shackles of prohibition. Yes, it has come to this: neighbors sitting around together after the grading is done to commune over an offering of the vine. Even more shocking!--women sitting around in the evening sampling the grape and saying to the menfolk, "Git yer own damn supper."*

That tremble you feel in the earth is the crumbling of our moral foundation.

Julie came over last night to supervise the restoration of what is now being referred to as "the wine patio." Here's a picture:

And here's a picture of her son D, sitting nearby on a boulder in the bicycle arroyo, serenading us with clarinet practice:

Julie, who is a professor from the tribe of History,** has a sister who is a professor in the tribe of Philosophy at a university in Georgia. Her sister recently told Julie that, what with people in the 'hood keeping chickens in their backyards, front yards being converted back to prairie, young children sitting in the middle of arroyos playing musical instruments, and the advent of alcohol in the grocery stores, "Lubbock is the 'new weird'" --a reference, of course, to the long-standing, much-beloved unofficial motto of our capital city, "Keep Austin weird."

D is sporting that very message on his tie-dyed T-shirt, in fact.

Apologies to my neighbors in Austin, but things are a-changing up here in the Hub City--we may be saddling up to give you a run for the money. But that's OK. There's room enough in The Great State for additional weirdness. Witness our state legislature...

While Julie and I were pondering the miracle of this, one of the menfolk came outside with the dogs, asking about that damned supper:

You can see from this that I have a ways to go before the christening of the patio. We'd thought about breaking a bottle of wine over it, but as Julie pointed out, that would involve a mess of glass, so we're going to use boxed wine instead. We may be the new weird, but we're going to be classy about it.

*Actually, to be fair, both of our menfolk routinely share the dinner-making duties.
**I think of my colleagues as neighbors, belonging to tribes in the "village" that is the university, which is in the nation that is The Academy

EDITED: to correct a mistaken musical instrument identity (Thanks, James)


  1. It'll make a nice little wine patio when it's done. And definitely don't waste a whole bottle of wine on christening the patio, that would be criminal!

  2. Keep it weird, Susan! Texas is a big enough state for lots of weirdness. I'm still chuckling over your post.

  3. Jan--Good point. Maybe we'll just toss a glass of the vino out there...

    Pam--And thank goodness for that! We need more weirdness in our lives. Keeps us peppy.

  4. The Ant is from the tribe of Human Development, she thinks weird is fabulous and in much need in the big L. Now that patio looks nearly as wonderful as the gone tree and the arroyo.

    Wine should never be wasted, remember when you had to go way the yell to get it? Savor each sip and the company that comes with it. Your new front environment will be a contender for "Garden of Month", can you take all that publicity?

    Now if we could just go get us a library in SW LBB we might learn to read.

  5. The Ant--I fear my yard is too wild and sprawly for the Yard of the Month committee. That honor always seems to go to very neatly manicured lawns. But thanks for the vote of confidence.

    As for the library, we really do need to do something soon to replace Goedeke, don't we? I sure liked that little branch.

  6. It's important to keep it weird. And I'm glad you didn't break that bottle on your nice patio. It has too much promise to have glass and wine stain in it.

  7. I do believe that's a clarinet D is playing. Small point, and nothing to do with the subject, but it was my instrument in high school.

  8. James--Oops! Thanks. Just goes to show you what I know about music. I'll make the correction.

  9. Mary Delle--don't worry, we'll throw the wine off to the side so it won't stain.

  10. Well congratulations to you and Lubbock. If things are changing there, maybe that means they can change here. We just recently got "likker" in the restaurants but the stores are still on the outskirts of town. Silly. But I guess better than nothing. Again, congratulations on your weirdness. And your lovely almost wine patio.

  11. Weird is where it's at. Sometimes I think you have to be weird to live here in Texas. I mean that in a good way, of course! My family and I certainly try to do our part to keep it weird, that's for sure.

  12. The patio is looking great. I think the entire state of Texas should follow after Austin and adopt "Keep Texas Weird" as the new state motto.
    Our town recently began selling wine, but no liquor yet, so all the tax revenue from the hard stuff goes to the neighboring town, how stupid is that?


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