Cory and I drove down Washington Avenue last evening with the intention of going to El Tiempo Cantina. Unfortunately, there were just too many people and I don't wait in line for Mexican food, not even El Tiempo. We settled on Niko Niko's -- the usual, and it was terrific as always. I just couldn't believe what a monstrosity Washington Avenue has become. I can remember it being that place where my parents begged me not to go at night -- where parking for shows at Mary Janes sometimes ended with a busted window.
Now? Douche city. It is pathetic, and it hurts my heart. I would rather have the vagrant-laiden Washington Avenue of old than the vulgar business that it is now.
Poor Houston - facing a full-scale infestation.
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