Eating lunch at the Hula Hut in September right before the second day of the Austin City Limits festival, my good friends from San Francisco, soon to move to LA. Somebody stop them! I hadn't seen them for years and had forgotten how much I miss them. I sold them a house once and Charlie has never forgiven me for not making him pay more, but I still love him like a cousin. Come back to Texas, you freaks! Surely the nutlaps are scaring you . . .