don’t have to wait for the seldom seen Muni Water Wagon for awhile…the unusually early evening shower took care of a lot of dust…except for one little thing…the City is busily patching the streets…the old fashioned way, wooden mallet, cha cha cha….why couldn’t they add some coloring agent in the cement mix so the new repairs wouldn’t look like scabs on the streets…i know, simple question, simple minds..Hector does sing! background vocals…whodathunkit?
great cafe plus
‘spent some time with John W at his neat little cafe/book/lounge, El Cofre on 6th calle this morning…great menu and he’s going into the…no, back into the pizza biz…’done this before, he says..knowing John and his energy levels, this’ll happen, unlike the final completion of the VW bus that’s in Gaute hands..hey, it’s close to being done…whadya expect? Don Marco supposedly coming up for sentencing in March..El Caminante in a bit of shock, following loss of keys/cash today…suspect sighted…film at 11…there’ll be some further weirdness outa this one…Peter the G has it under control and the cast of players is so typical Antigua that you couldn’t dream up this as a script..there’s even a tie -in to a long gone crazy-in-every-sense of the word blonde who was responsible for my moving here…the every delicious Ms emma/kevin..no,he’s not tasty, she is, seen..as was Lisa Marie and Alison…ooh, Alison! filmy, see-thru black shirt/blouse…you think i don’t notice these things? i may wear glasses but they’re clean..if i were a 100 years younger, I’d be….let’s see…nelson playing Caffe Bourbon tonight, doing a lot of gigs this week…’spoke of Adan the Cuban pianist at Caffe Opera…’went by…closed on Wednesdays..damn..$$ arrives tomorrow!..still no ATM card…’doing a closed banking meeting tomorrow, to listen to their lame excuses..will they give us keychains or t-shirts? gimme my %^$#@! $$ back…and everyone else’s…KG’s back from the States…we’re getting together to swap war stories this weekend…she being a long time Antiguena/shrink, has some insights…and no, we’re not going back to a certain place that sloshed a badly made martini on her…idiots..no clue about how to run a bar..o well..next month there’ll be some amusing events in this town, at least for some..embarrassing for others…
Guate TV
one of the many reasons why I don’t have a TV…television, not transvestite..yep, I’ve known a few…it’s a long story…’SF Values’..this town…’never fails to come up with yet another ‘can you believe this?’ story, day after day…is the Cargo Room slowly sinking? I don’t get the sense that Lex is completely/fully behind it anymore, cuz I run into him around town, in the evenings here and there..if you’re running a biz, you gotta be there, like Max, Marcel, Neil, Shaun, Henrik and so on…hey, if the torch goes out, it goes out..(referring to the flaming one on the outside of the building)…Cheryl Cason….mierda sagrada…ask…nah, don’t…train wreck, in every sense of the word…tis Hump Day and some have been humped today…no film at 11..
Our Man in Antigua 
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