not for me but apparently for a few others…things just went sideways, hither, thither and yon…Piano Mike shows up at El Muro, ready to play…oops…no music scheduled for tonight. I was s’posed to be going to Rita-hey-you this week but the stars/planets/bus schedules weren’t in alignment…’could done it, but opted to wait a week and plan a night in Xela (and no, I’m NOT going back to the infamous hell-hole known as El Exceso)..even I have standards…not many, but some few shreds.
I have a suggestion for a career move for Weiner-head…as with John Bobbitt, consider a porno show…talk show host, what ever..cash in on your 15 minutes of fame…cuz the clock’s ticking,dude..’loved the marimba concert at City Hall..top floor, some kinda shindig…’walked by the Unionista headquarters next to Red’s…hmmm..organized! felt like a group of lefties, with their enthusiam shining..Hector’s cruising along, in his absence..Florida and then where? Alex ‘s new Fusion? packed!…the old location? deader than Reagan…
think i figured out what the difference was in last nights martini at DV…Finlandia vodka…had a shot over ice earlier…’went…hmm…different..maybe it went ‘bad’..twas an unusual night around town, in the usual watering holes: not very many familiar faces but a lot of tourists…groups up/down the avenidas, frolicking in the park, standing on the corners, mainly young folks(everyone’s young, compared to me and maybe Piano Mike)…it ain’t easy being a sexagenerian..take it from me..’tell ’em that and they run…’you’re a ‘what?’…yep, and a practicing one, at that.
The American Legion, ever extraordinary bus travelers, returned via the bus ride from hell(20+ hours on one leg alone)…some, i heard, dived into the infamous Del Rey in San Jose…’damned glad i didn’t go…the last time..et cetera…
Our Man in Antigua 
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