Sadly, last nights mean last nights, and since Tebo's flight was at 6:30 in the morning Tyler and I stayed awake all night so we could wake her up in time to get to the airport. There was chess playing and talking and a little rewatching of Best In Show by me and Tyler in the middle of the night/first thing in the morning. And I discovered that the best part of blackberry cobbler is enjoying it's warm gooey goodness at 5 am. After dropping Tebo off Tyler and I conked out until noonish. The gruesome foursome left behind (at this point that means me and Neil and Dar and Tyler) all went to the Blanton for a little art viewing. My favorite piece of former years is Cildo Miereles' "Missao/Missoes [How to Build Cathedrals]" but the dosants were working overtime and we didn't get to walk on the pennies in the middle. Then D discovered these really cool works by Dario Robleto that play with crafted objects and memory/memorials (in one he actually braided together the tape of the voices of Confederate and Union soldiers in a memorial braid that women used to make of the hair of their loved ones... you kind of have to be there).