Sunday at the amusement park
The plan was to drop magazines at the Howson branch, donate some boat-bags of material to the Austin History Center, and stop by the jamaica at Our Lady of Guadalupe. The City of Austin website was down intermittently and would go down again just as I was getting to the page with library schedules. Howson turns out to be closed on Sunday. All went well at the history center, with a list of items prepared in advance. What went there today was a large bundle of Austin restaurant takeout and other miniature menus, issues of various Austin-published ephemera, handbills in Spanish, and some programs and other printed material from events at Huston-Tillotson University. The history center, in the old library building, is a beautiful place to work on a laptop and enjoy the free WiFi in a quiet room with natural light. We had a conversation with an acquaintance working there about the benefits of a TexShare library card. The music hadn’t yet begun at OLG (Emilio Navaira headlines tonight at 8). We did stay to snack and also to watch the little train made from 55-gallon drums furnishing rides in the parking lot to little kids. The paint was bright, there were sun-roofs for shade, and pinwheel spinners embellished each car. The grand prize being raffled off this year is a brand-new Chevy Silverado, but there are other great prizes as well. If you miss this jamaica, there’s one next week at San Jose Church in South Austin. At the Royal Blue Grocery (Third and Lavaca), the shelves are still being stocked. We did see ice cream, sacks of ice, sandwiches by Food Heads of Austin, some fresh flowers, milk and other chilled beverages, and a magazine and newspaper rack. After chile en nogada and other treats at Manuel’s, it was two o’clock and the Carver Branch was finally open. There, we left a lot of current magazines for others to read and took away current issues of El Norte, El Mundo, The Villager, and Nokoa – The Observer. It’s a good thing that there are still plenty of secret parking spots downtown; all the for-pay lots were filling up fast with giant SUVs from the ‘burbs, spilling out people headed for the Pecan Street Festival.