Will the real Julie please stand up?

In Austin, Julie and I were going to share the guest room in a house martine and Marisa had found to rent. Julie wouldn't sleep in the guest room because there was taxidermy. Martine removed it from the wall and put it in the closet, but that was still a little too gross for our Jules. :)

Julie and I went to SXSLucero this year, shortly after we met. She is a SXSW pro, and had a mission to see Lucero as much as possible. I drove to Austin and she crossed town to meet me so we we could walk to the next Lucero show together. We stood in line at Club 96 for, what felt, uncomfortably too long. We (okay, Julie) were afraid we couldn't get in, the line was so long. We barely made it (or at least we told ourselves we were the last ones let in the door), and as soon as we walked in, we found out the promoter from Fender was an old friend of mine. He got us VIP wristbands, and we stood nice and close to the stage.  Julie thought I was Lucero magic, but it was definitely just a lucky break!

We sent this to our fried Wes when we hadn't heard from him for a while. Pouty Julie gets results!