FUN, FUN, FUN

From: Angela White-Tragus, Austin, TX

New Year's eve, my husband Nick really wanted to wrestle with TMo.  I'm not sure why.  Maybe because he was the only one that would step up to the challenge and rough-house a little.  The result ended in TMo giving piggy-back rides.  TMo then proceeded to pretend he was going to jump over the fire.  He had done this once before and ended up being loaded into a pick-up and taken to the hospital with broken bones.  I was all over him, "TMo, you can't do this!  I will push you down before you try any fire tricks at my house."  He dangled his leg over the fire and then told me he was kidding.  Little things mean alot. - Angela

Truckin

Roadside, OK.

Damn good Vespa Mechanic

La Javita/ Celebration

When T lived with his dad we would go to La Javita, especially on christmas day because it was the only place that was open, and we would always have the same waitress. She was the best hands down. Years later, eating at Celebration on Lover's Ln., I heard a voice that I recognized. It was the waitress from La Javita! I ran over to her and said hi. She recognized me, asked me how I was doing, and then she asked "how is your friend?" I told her TMO was fine, and we talked for a while. That didn't feel strange at all. Like Steve said, people always asked about T. 

Filete Empanizado

From: Steve Chadie, Austin, TX

Came across a couple of pictures while going through Christmas pictures with my wife on my computer.  One of my Mom's favorite things was knowing TMO was going to come by to say "Hi" at Christmas 'cause he knew I was up from Austin.  Sure will miss him this Christmas.

Hope your doing well.

Steve

T-MOD

Damnit Dan. When I first started riding Vespa scooters, Tmo would jibe me every chance he got. "Dude, your a real mod now." "Damnit T, I aint no mod." "If your not a mod , what's up with that Specials sticker?" "What?!!!" Tmo fashioned a Specials magnet and stuck it my scooter. Now look, I have enjoyed some SKA music over the years, but.... We got a kick out of that magnet for years, trading it back and forth. It really was funny. Notice T-Mod with the Lambretta!

Tio's dog food

After reading Dan's comment, I have to tell this story. To preface the story, TMO was a pretty sensitive dude. When eating at El Tio Lupe, T had this habit of combining all of the food on his plate into a very neat pile. He would take handfuls of chips, crush them in his hands, and mix the remainder into what looked to some like dog food, and to others a work of culinary mystery. One time eating with some friends (names withheld) he worked his magic prompiting one of the parties to ask, "Tmo, why do you have to make your food look like dog food?" I guess it grossed them out. When Tmo relayed this story to me he was bummed. He said, "I wasn't even hungry after he said that." Imagine, Tmo stopping mid-bite. He was really bummed when he told that story. I and others continued to reassure him that his method, though very different, was innovative, and regardless of what anyone said, he should enjoy his food any way he liked. The one thing I never understood though was the sausage/ fried catfish sandwich from the oyster bar. When we both lived in East Dallas, he would come by or I would call immediately after he ate one, and I would have a hard time imagining the pairing. Angela told me about his all Asian diet. You will have to ask her about that. Additionally, T always said that before I met him I thought El Fenix was the only game in town. He was right on that front, he showed me what have become my fave places on the planet...Thanks Tmo for taking me to AL's!