Our Man in Antigua

LateDate UpNight: Piano Mike & Moriah back! enhancing the Ocelot ‘experience’…Rich N et al..franklin & Karla at the Frisky Den..P’gea doing a few tables..as was the new Sobremesa on 4th…the AA meeting across the street had more people than most eateries on that street..Peter the G’s el Caminante? yowzah! nymphettes in fishnet…my kinda fashion show and %$#@! packed!..yeah, Lucy the Luscious was there, workin’ the bar when not working the floor…did i take photos? yep…made my batteries melt or my lens is dirty…don’t go there…i may have to go back and re-shoot…don’t go there, either..Max’ El Muro? equally jammed front and back..news from Roatan is that it’s moving forward…’dueling appraisers’..yep, been there, done that, too many times but at $275 an hour I was good to go..’dont’ miss the attorneys and their narcissistic sociopathy though..

I give up…two days of meetings with cops, politicos plus numerous sidewalk chats and then…an email from the British Embassy describing an entirely different timeline/scenario/outcome of last week…if they can’t get it right or anyone else I’m throwing in that particular towel…I don’t want to hear about it, talk about it or think about it….keep your opinions: I respect them. I’d rather write about fun stuff like food, bars, belly dancers and music…
I want to concentrate while shaking, which is what the aptly named Lucy Luscious is scheduled to do tonight…i complained that she’d trashed last weeks black feather boa(yep, got photos)so this week she promises to be good….whatever that means, I’ll know later and if its good stuff, well…passed Ricardo of T&V earlier…big smile…looks like he’s been having luck but I’m not talking about that either.

Let’s try calling the shooting range…yea! an answer and some explanations…’be up and running in a few weeks, more or less…see you around later..

I had a horrible flashback today…might call it a ‘repressed memory’..I confess to having been ‘in politics’…a long time ago, 80’s, Hawaii…I ran for a local office, came in 2nd the the Dem Party gave me a slot on the planning commission as a consolation prize. It didn’t take long for the veils of scum to be torn asunder. And now, I’ve been going to meetings chock full of cops, politicos and others of their ilk?…forsooth…I shoulda re-read my own ‘disclaimer’ at the top of this blog..people say ‘don’t write this, don’t talk about it…it’s bad for the ‘community’…it was suggested by a lady business person today that two kinds of tourists come here…and one kind is the one that moves here aka me…the first night I arrived in Antigua my driver was involved in a tag game coming down the hill..gunshots out the drivers window of the passing car…I knew what I was getting into and still do..i’m a permanent resident here and this is my town. Its chock full of nuts, flakes and weirdos,which is why i like it and perhaps why i kinda fit in. The bloodstains on 2nd calle are still visible, a week later and after several days of rain. Think about that: I do. This has been an exceedingly stressful week, for a lot of people. From now on, you do the meetings. I’m not. I want to  write about fun stuff again: I’m tired of the “i’ve gotta secret” and ‘if only i could talk about it’…i gotta burlesque show to go see later and it beats the hell outa the INGUAT shows.

a dirty lens?