other than the 96-degree temps, that is
Sure signs it's summer in Austin:
- A fire ant bit me yesterday while walking back from the bus stop.
- I spotted the first of the roly polies that invade the basement offices where the TA's work. Wow, am I glad to not be down in the Cubicles of Doom and Despair anymore.
- The words "tubing," "Barton Springs," "beach," and "Colorado" are thrown around in conversations about the need to escape the heat, anywhere, any way.
UPDATE: AND, I have a chaco tan. How did that happen so fast?!?