museum of ephemerata
An odd collection of whatnot and performance art that wouldn’t be out of place in a warped version of a P.T. Barnum traveling circus show. Generally open for viewings on Saturdays.
interwebs; 1808 singleton avenue; email@example.com
cathedral of junk
Vince Hanneman has created the most unique piece of art in the city with his Cathedral of Junk. If he’s there, and he’s in a good mood, he’ll let you in his back yard to see this gorgeous thing.
The all grrl roller derby renaissance started in Austin, and we now have two (count ’em: two!) roller derby leagues, one flat track and one banked track. Flat track is more fun since you might get your teeth knocked out by ladies named Miss Conduct, Helena Handbasket, Polly Urethane, or Ali Mony if you sit too close. Punk rock at intermission rounds out the mayhem.
chicken. sh!t. bingo!
the chopp shopp
File this under “too good to be true (but true nonetheless)”. Austin’s go-to doctor for vasectomies is none other than Richard Chopp. That’s correct, Dr. Dick Chopp (and he does indeed go by “Dick”). Stop in for a card, a photo with the sign, or (ahem) a little work on the plumbing…
interwebs; 11410 jollyville road, suite 1101
Believe it or not, Austin has a county-sanctioned clothing optional park on Lake Travis. We were there (via boat) many, many years ago, and the scene could be summed up thusly: those who shouldn’t have been naked were, and those that should have been naked were not. This is the only legal nude beach in Texas. Bring lots of sunscreen!
interwebs; 7000 comanche trail