The blur that is Monday

Monday. First day of classes and lectures. Not too crowded because it's alliance day. This means it's specially for company's affiliated with National Instruments. Anyone can go, but it costs extra. Terry and I split up and each go to 5 different classes today. All Good.

Tonight NI is throwing an Alliance Party at the Hula Hut. This is a Hawaiian-style bar on the shore of a big lake (no oceans in Austin, y'all!) It's open bar/free buffet. OK let me start by saying I don't like tequila. However, I drank more frozen margaritas this night that I ever have previously. I've been eating the buffet, so I'm not really feeling it yet. This is how tequila sneaks up on you. This place has two docks on the lake's shore with full bars on them and a cover band playing at the end of one of them. Not to conceited, but Pulse 5 smokes this band. They were playing almost an entire P5 set. At this point some people decide that they want to go back into town and go to Coyote Ugly Bar. Did I mention that NI had continuous bus service to and from the Hula Hut from the convention center? Did I mention that our hotel is next door to the convention center? I'll pause here to show some crappy pictures of Hula Hut.

Here is where I hung out for most of the night. This is one of the docks:


Here is a shot of the other dock with a the band playing at the far end:


Now we take the bus back to the convention center/hotel. Terry's been calling his friend Elpitha all day and she finally calls back now (what timing...) Her and her friends are hanging out at the Ritz (pool hall) on 6th Street. Since this is walking (staggering) distance from where we are, we head over there. We hang out drink lot's of Fat Tire (Awesome beer unavailable in NY) then decide to go to this piano bar they know of. Wait... here is an not so representative shot of the Ritz Pool Hall:



We get there and it's empty. The piano guy is finishing up a song. We get him to play Roadhouse Blues and Love Me Two Times before they take a break (there was a drummer there as well)....more drinks. It turns out Terry's friends know the owner. Since the place is dead, he closes up and comes with us to another bar... Logan's. wait. Here are a couple of shots of the Piano bar:

This is looking at the front where you walk in:


This is bad news:


Logan's is a cool place. We pretty much ended the night here. I don't remember much after these pictures except for getting pizza somewhere and all of us sitting on the curb in row eating the pizza. Some shots at Logan's here.

Terry's friend Elpitha at Logan's:


Terry at Logan's:


Me at Logan's (very close to the end):


I don't remember much after this.

.:C:.