Our Man in Antigua

‘yesterday they douched out the koi pond….letting  six of the largest carp aka koi in town suck air for while…and then this morning two of the guard dogs got their selves shampooed…the Rott and the roaming Dobie…Dobie#2 remains in her cage, which one assumes that she doesn’t ‘play well with others’..in the evening, the faint sounds of ‘whock whock’ from the tennis court next door..beats the hell outa downshifting chicken buses and whining tuk-tuks(take it from me)…

something goin’ on at Finca Azotea…a charity event on the 21st…details? ask Shaun of Ocelot(i forgot, as usual)…O’lot and Lava packed tonight…met a very interesting Polish tourist who’s been here before…he asked..’what happened with the tourists?’…well, let’s see..world wide economic meltdown and Guatemala’s bad image, for starters..Sierra, the newer barperson at O’lot?…asked her about the name…turns out she was born on a commune near Santa Barbara, back in ‘those days’…i mentioned that i had lived on a commune in northern california, during ‘those days’…days of innocence..

the ‘booklet’? uploaded a revised/larger version today….gotta love this new age publishing concept..and thank you, Daughter #1, for buying a copy today…Dad needs the bucks for…whatever..google our man in antigua and keep the quetzals flowing…antigua needs all the money we can ship in, one way or the other..hey…i’m doin’ my part…what about you? and i’m warming up to the idea about local publishing…it’ll only be a month behind the latest updates and i can worry about taxes later..minor flack from Da Vinci about not being mentioned…alas..comp me for food/beverages and a date with Claudia #!…we can talk..

passed by Cashbar…Mateo in the entrance…happy new year!…’had to admit that Cashbar wasn’t in my Top Five Bars..but i did mention it…looks like they’ve let the fearsome threesome security guys at the door go and now have a slinky babe at the entrance…all part of keeping abreast of things, eh?…Red’s, around the corner? ever dead…stick a fork in ’em..

ah, the concept of a little fireplace in the evening…the stars are visible tonight, at least from where I reside…’her teeth were like stars…they came out at night.”  ‘she had eyes like pools…cess pools’…no, no one that I know…or want to…