Our Man in Antigua

Brando…on the Waterfront…’watched a clip of him dancing with his Tahitian wife…whew, whatta guy…whatta a fucked up life…o well…finally got around to checking out the Chinese restaurant on 7th, between 2nd and 3rd…La Estrella…not exactly chock full of atmosphere but the food is/was good…as mentioned to Hector on the way home, throw in a few of those little red chiles, maybe a dash of curry and bingo..the elderly chinese woman comes outa the back room to take the cash…Ms E and Hector…Ms E and Pat…? the ‘he who won’t be mentioned’ at Ocelot tonight…we spoke about the mines of Erandique…been there 2X and finally…I finally found someone who can polish that particularly weird type of boulder opal…’he’ tells me that the real mines are further out and guarded by snakes…specifically fer-de-lance variety…now, we’re up in the high mountains of Honduras…fer-de-lance type reptiles are associated with jungle/low land topography, no?  i’d believe rattlesnakes…ah, what the hell..it’s just bar talk…I’m  not going back into the ‘stone business’…Edy of Pangea doing a Ladies Night at the Lounge…free drinks…Edy needs to put his face/brand on the Lounge and show up more often…thank you, Karla H of Whiskey Den for phoning in the order for a lb of espresso from Franklin’s superb NGO…day 5 or 6 of not puffing the Pall Malls…once in awhile, the ‘urge’ strikes…is that way I’m more spacy than usual today? or is it the full moon and mercury going retrograde?  o boy…tomorrow? who knows? who cares? I’m breaking in a new house cleaner…old one faded…por que? quien sabe..kemo sabe, per tonto..wait…tonto means ‘fool’…did they realize that?