kudos(fancy word for congrats) to Carla of O’lot for stopping/offering first aid to an accident victim last night….once a nurse, always a nurse…hey, my first two wives were nurses…’must’ve been something about those starchy uniforms, either that or access to the medicine cabinets..hell, i had keys also..where are those photos of Brenda in a nurses outfit? lost..probably just as well…
one of my favorite bartenders is having a story published in Revue in May..and the paripatetic Pat Sweeney is back in town, makin’ rounds..and the water’s off in my casa…who knows why? there’s ice and water for coffee, all the essentials..just like camping out…thought for Peter the Hodge and the Salty Beaver…another ‘signature cocktail’…the Salty Dog..grapefruit juice and vodka..or is it a Greyhound?…grapefruit juice and gin? who cares? the humid evening? feels like earthquake weather…in Frisco/nor cal, when it felt like this, etc…and yes, i can ‘say’ Frisco cuz i’m from there..Piano/Chipper/Mike and Moriah at ocelot tonight….great..the exceedingly sweet Camilla makes a very tasty martini…take your compass to find your way home…i’m still looking for mine..let’s see, when the big hand is on N and the little hand is on W….no, N is not for nasty…make up your own labels for W..yep, this is a lite nite, content-wise…no apologies, just the way it is..manana, the fin de semana…whoop de doo…
the Lubriderm Girls in action…in Guatemala? i’m holding out for the KY Girls..
Our Man in Antigua 
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