don’t expect much of anything for the next few days, as if any ever did: the drizzle and the hum-drum life of A-gua has gotten to me…hum-drum? is that vaguely suggestive? well…how about ‘lickety split’? ‘bag packed(no, she’s not coming), the luggage is ready, flor de cana packed for snake-bites..or whoever else i run into..the new pc stays home, safe and dry…i leave home, probably not in either condition, as i’m headed for monterico and the Peter the G Road Show at Johnny’s and a few other places, yet to be named..John Rexer! Johnny’s is down to their last bottle of Ilegal Mezcal…refills! do you do house-calls?
Odessa, the cuban blonde, spotted walking thru el parque central earlier…great red pants and the mauve alpaca scarf i gave her a while back…good to see she’s back in town and not running from the boyfriend who lives in the City…and, of course, being monday, the ATM’s are screwed..o well, thanks to my huge stash of aluminum cans, i cashed in and i’m ready to….whatever..
Our Man in Antigua 
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