the weird turn pro…thank you, hunter s thompson, wherever you are..this town..every day there’s a new event/sighting or some absurdity..this morning? in the park about 10-ish, one of our gringos with long hair/beard, seen in a black suit with tails, carrying a flower…for whom, what,why?
hot rumor of the day…Riki’s building sold today…what that implies for the present tenants, who knows? one of our more prominent/visible restauranteurs seen in a a fashionable hotel lounge, canoodling..snuggling/smooching a very nice young lady..nope, no names…
ah, dinner with the marvelous marbel at B5…and she knew the folks at the table next or at least the wife of one of ’em…can’t walk a block in this town anytime/anywhere without either of us running into someone we know..and then take-out chocolate dessertt from that place I’m not s’posed to mention…..packed! folks on the sidewalk and on a thursday night?
O’lot’s usual crowd of 5 o’clock regulars sippin’/slugging down the coctails at ‘beat the clock’ at 6pm..hey..it works, ok? Sobremesa quiet…Fusion set up for a table of 10, that fiinally arrived at 8pm….whew…dos Reilly’s quiet at 6 onweird..after that, who knows? we left at 6:30…Travel Menu dead and best of all? it didn’t f….king rain! thunder/lightning and a few sprinkles around 5 or 6…faded/dissipated (like me)
John Korte leaves, yet again, for the wilds of Ecuador or someplace like that…down south america way, running the wheels offf his most excellent/tricked out SUV..ran into him at the Palacio, owned by his wife’s sister, whom i presume comps him…no, i haven’t asked…tis not a gentlemanly thing to do(were i was one).and yes, i finally got around to crunching numbers for the f%$#@! tax nazi’s..looks like saturday will be the day to upload the latest batch of creative accounting..think i’ll have a sot…no, a shot o rum to congratulate myself…hell, make it a double…it’s thursday night! whoopee! o..and i sold a book for the Whisky Den and one for Bistro Cinq…signed ’em, gave the stores the cash and patted myself on the back..Ms M is watching and learning…
Our Man in Antigua 
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