I'm stuck in Austin, Texas, due to a assault of freezing rain that refuses to go away. I came down on Saturday for work, filmed outside for 2 days in miserable conditions, and now can't return. Flights are being cancelled left and right. The only carrier that's been flying is Southwest, and they don't fly to Minneapolis, and all their few flights going to connecting cities are booked. Hopefully we can get out late tomorrow.
In the meantime, the city is straight-up paralyzed. We walked around earlier today and found ONE place open: a McCormick & Schmick's seafood restarant, which we have in Minneapolis. Awesome. We've been eating pratically every meal in "Champions", the hotel sports bar (I do recommend the Frito Pie, but not as much as my buddy Mark, who is practically living on the stuff). Derek Jeter is trapped here too...we've seen him in Champions twice with his two strumpets, and bore witness to him making a waffel at the Champions breakfast buffet. Good times.
Austin has not endeared itself to me. I know it's a cool city and this shit weather is not it's fault, but I'm a grudge holder.
Damn you, Texas! First George Bush, now this!