End of Silence

The previously mentioned Rude Mechanicals production of Get Your War On has extended it’s run. It will now go until February 11th instead of February 4th as originally planned and they’ve added a second 10pm show on some nights. These all appear to be selling out, so you’d better get moving if you want to see it. I’ve got tickets for Friday night and will report back to you, faithful Metroblogging readers, on Saturday.

I don’t know what happened, but there’s a Chevy Cavalier-looking grey car with it’s trunk bashed flat and a smashed front-end in the left northbound lanes of 183 at Mopac. It was there when we went to lunch over an hour ago and it’s still being cleaned up now. The passenger compartment looks pretty much intact, but the people inside are almost certainly at the hospital right now. Hope they’re ok.

I noticed the Capitol Place sign on the hotel at the I-35 south frontage between 5th and 6th streets for the first time this week. If I’m not mistaken, that location used to be a Hilton before the new behemoth took away my free Sixth Street weekend parking at Japanese Autotech. It’s apparently affiliated with the Hilton Garden Inn line of Hilton hotels, so I suppose it’s come home again after being a Crowne Plaza hotel. Who can keep up?

I’ve never stayed in the place, but I did attend a wedding reception there once. An old friend from high school got married. I remember being incensed that no one wanted to go to Sixth Street post reception when we were right there. They just wanted to drink beer in the rooms and talk about old embarassing stories. Bastards! And most of them were from out of town. I think that’s one of those moments where I officially broke with the past. “You can’t go home again” and all that.

What’s the point? None, really. It’s just that the new sign stands out so much that I had to comment.