Our Man in Antigua

what ever happened with the great epidemic? what happens if you try to cross breed a pig with a lawyer?….nothing…there’s some things even a pig won’t do..ah, the perfect Sunday evening in Antigua…a crescent moon, stars, sunset colors, the fog rolling over the coastal range…the Palacio and Cathedral lit, marimba band with coat/ties, Peruvian Band #2 working upstream…The Mime Index? off the charts…huge, enthralled crowd on lower 5th…where’s the magician? there’s definitely magic in this town..two puddles of multicolored puke and an empty tequila bottle by Cashbar this morning….that part of town dead at 8pm, aside from Hector’s and Luna Miel(people waiting on the sidewalk)…Ixcot! finally drawing a crowd..thanks only to their big screen TV and the Stupor Bowl..and drinks brought in from outside. Carlas’s back!….a long long day…and whipped..but spunky(as always)…weird rumors department…Aniet, the Soviet blonde who plays with Ignacio once in a while..has a Cuban boyfriend who’s supposedly bought into Riki’s somehow..anyone who does biz with Cubans better count their fingers after they shake hands..JP of the RumBar Empire…has a piece of the action of the less than active Cafe Flor…seems like he’s working his way north..Restaurant Road Kill..empty..DV los mismo..hey, they don’t care..Chez Chris doing a couple of tables for dinner…no word on Las Conchas…weird location/concept..pearls and swine,yet again..Reilly’s empty, at least during the game..Da Mayor’s SUV parked in a no-parking zone but who cares..Da Boot? not for him..gotta love his mustache…very very Zapata-ish or …the Frito Bandito…don’t quote me, as we have a nodding relationship…Piano Mike and Moriah at Caffe Bourbon…perfect setting for each of them…some minor changes, music-wise, at the patio for O-lot et al..too early to tell if it’s temporary…probably, given the players…have a hunch that the Pub Quiz wasn’t on for tonight, given the ‘game’…people drifting in to the Whiskey Den (of iniquity)..how they find it is a mystery…given the lack of advertising…Shaun’s new Antigua/Ocelot Diaries are fun..stuff to share with people elsewhere..’see..this is where/how I live’..eat your heart out, you snow-bound miserable bastards…christ..tis February…so? so what? ‘finally had a decent return on the weekly lottery ticket purchase today…i was s’posed to be in Monterico with Lily the newspaper vendor tonight(she sold me the winning ticket) but when she insisted on two bottles of rum(liters)I knew i was in for trouble, so if you don’t see her or me in the morning, that’s why..liter us not into temptation..and welcome home, Carla…all is well again, the moon and the stars are in their right orbit.