1) TC's lounge in Austin, TX--a juke joint (for reals) where a bunch of sweaty people drink cheap beer, listen to yummy blues, and dance, dance, dance. Also, there's a crock pot full of good-ness (sometimes chicken-n-dumplings, sometimes chili--you get the idea).
2)The phrase "ass bucket"--invented (we think) by my sister in a fit of road rage.
3) Squinting at walls (i.e. Believing in good magick).