first friday art trail

So, your lady wants to go out on a Friday night but your cash situation is a little tight. This is what you do.

I was telling Heathen this morning that living in Lubbock was like (please forgive the expression) like living in an abusive relationship.  There are so many good and wonderful people in this town that it's worth living through the weather, the flatness and so on. Then there are those who just  put nice people masks on.  More after the jump.

From time to time, Woody and I stray from our regular path to take in different sights from around town. So, yesterday morning when we noticed it was the first Friday of September we decided to take in the sights of the First Friday Art Trail.