We Ate the Onions and Yes, We Cried
June 30, 2009 by Garp
Filed under Blog, Lifestyle, Recreation
Former Tamale Eating World Record Holder Levi Oliver and The Texas Testosterone Festival spent a recent Saturday eating raw onion and talking about the experience both to determine the tear-fulness of each onion type as well as to learn a little about the process of training for competitive eating in general.
Two videos were created. We share them here. Please distribute them at will.
A reminder: Come See Grown Men Cry is a competitive eating event to be held at Bikinis Bar and Grill on IH-35 in Austin Sunday, August 9 at 3:00 PM. If you are interested in competing, stop by Bikinis Austin, San Marcos, or the new San Antonio location and consume Bikinis’ Big Buckin’ Burger to qualify.
The Lone Ranger is Dead. And buried in Austin.
The Decider has a great new article on eight spots in Austin that make it particularly… weird. Looking for something other than another trip to the Texas State History Museum when the extended family arrives in town for the holidays? The article has some great suggestions.
One of my favorite suggestions is the Texas State Cemetary, just East of 35 and North of 6th Street. Who hasn’t found grave visiting a morbidly fascinating experience? The State of Texas has a pretty lackluster list of graves worth visiting (”Dimebag” Darrell Abbott’s (of Pantera and Damageplan) in Arlington is probably the exception that proves the rule) but The Decider did miss out on mentioning the biggest famous dead guy buried in Austin city limits.
The Lone Ranger. Yeah, I know. I thought he was just a story too. But he’s actually a true-life superhero who was given a spit shine for the books and movies. No, he didn’t wear a mask and he didn’t have a good buddy named Tonto, at least that we can tell, but he did hunt down bad guys on a regular basis.
The dude did himself in at the age of 92 because the quack kids he was shacked up with were driving him nuts. Imagine that. The real life Lone Ranger is living in your house and you drive him so batty he had lead for breakfast. Unforgivable.
So, Kemosabe. Hunt down The Lone Ranger’s grave at the Texas State Cemetary. It just might creep your family out enough they’ll leave you alone for the rest of the holidays.
