Like everything else, the Austin City Limits music festival was canceled last year, so even though serious rain had turned Zilker Park into a humid, puddled swamp, I went last weekend, just like I have every year since 2005.
I was there for the “Dust Bowl” year when all the grass in the park died, and everyone who went coughed up black dust for months afterward. I was there for the mud year when it rained buckets and the park turned into a pit of stinky “Dillo Dirt” that required millions of dollars and acres and acres of new grass to fix.
I was there for my bachelor party, since it’s my favorite weekend of the entire year. Well, based on this year’s visit I