‘ran into Piano Mike last night, who says that he and his daughter will probably put on a semi-private opening night act at Cafe Flor next week…the place has the big piano and per M, anyone can play the piano if you buy a drink….’sounds too good to be true, because I’ve never anyone who could play a piano after one drink: he’s promised to let me know when, so that’s as much as i know now…
‘people still raving about how nice Angie Angie is and was…the place is a gem, from the front to the rear garden patio: I’ve been told that it’s really a restaurant, with a bar and an a art gallery…what do i know? nuthin, except a lot of people showed up for the opening night drinkathon..one person who ate there recently commented…”Wow!”….looks like I gotta go back…
per Shawn, the lady on the left will be starting at O’lot soon…melanie or Krista? my notes were fuzzy, as was other parts of my anatomy…lo siento
the Vice President was in town yesterday, doing something about the renovation of the Palacio, which is still shrouded in drop clothes….but they are painting the upper facade, so something’s getting done…and I missed the lobster special at Pangea, as well as road-testing Ocelot’s new cheeseburger:
it was a day of messing with SIM chips, what appears to be a phone that can’t be unlocked, scheduling a run to Senor Hodges Salty Beaver for Thursday, …and you know, I just ran down about 7pm…take out pizza from Da Vinci and home like a gnome….Maximon’s birthday tomorrow….’ran into ‘her’ at the store, buying supplies for the party and then later the high priest of the local chapter..town’s kinda quiet, but maybe things will pick up for the kite festivals..maybe not…I keep saying that the old patterns of tourism have changed per lacka money up north….who knows? god, this is dull reading stuff…gimme a drink and show me the piano.
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