Out here visiting my folks, and we got to playing with Dad's USB digital microscope. Here's what the numbers on a 10K Aggie ring really look like after seventeen years of daily wear... (I got it when I was a junior, whooooop): Fightin' Texas Aggie Class of 1994!
When you move to Austin, right after everybody tells you how much cooler Austin was X years ago, everybody tells you that if you don't have allergies now, you'll get them in X years. Here is what you do about that. It is kinda gross, but you'll live. When you get desperate enough, and you've... Continue Reading →