Our Man in Antigua

it mighta been just a West Coast ad campaign slogan…but in a way, it fits….my mentor/advisor in things involving the ear, failed to mention the next step…getting a mold…in this case, a silicon putty thing that they injected into my ear-hole…an, no, it didn’t leak out the other side(i looked)….so, i go back, next week, for the final-final..they get the other half of the $$ and I supposedly walk out with ‘enhanced heering’…herring? dam spel chuk…

Nelson’s birthday tomorrow night(friday)at Dishualded..9pm onweird…otgher muscisican dropping in/by..not

Piano Mike..he’s on the way to San Critobal de las casas..i quit…wordp[ress or the net is screwing this up…mananan, in la manana…yes….Wayne the very urban Hooper will be singing/playing the sax…some others mentioned…latest per Nelson is that it starts at 7pm, altho the last 7pm ‘start’ actually didn’t get underway til 8….G.S.T/musician time, y’know

so…a new mayor in town but some problems with the city council…one of the new members was part of the old gang(in more ways than one) so the others are in a bit of snit…seems to me, that if…nah, ‘it’s Chinatown, Jake…’…meaning, in other words, if you  haven’t seen ‘Chinatown’ that its just the same ‘ol stuff, rules don’t apply, etc..’saw that the new ‘Pit Stop’ place on the way up the hill is progressing…external paint in the O’lot signature black/white checkerboard pattern gracing the walls.

and you know that it was too good to last…HBT’s recently buffed out/painted Merc Cougar? yep…some scrapes along the passenger side, the mirror dinged…damn those narrow streets of Ciudad Vieja at night…right..but it’ll be good enough(I hope)to haul the four of us off to Kimchi next week…Kimchi?…nah, Iximche, with what may be Alabama Bob’s last road trip here, and breaking in a new member of the posse, Dr. Jackson…maybe golf the following week…Rich and Carlos Tomas? Rich has a word for it..EPIC…’not sure what that implies but I’m working on the croquet mallets, just in case…typical Gaute woodshop screw-ups..a week later.’no, we don’t work in pine…you need a hardwood shop’….o…and i thought that ‘woodwork’ meant…right…they would have worked but they’re specialists in not working.

a note from my old pal..older than me by two weeks, that is…Jerry of Mill Valley up north…a spike in suicides among white males in their 50’s in the US….guess that the economy didn’t turn around that quickly for them..and still hasn’t. 30 trillion bucks sucked out and stashed offshore, here and there..those good ol home equity lines of credit, the real estate crash that hasn’t bottomed out  yet and so on…’where’s the .38, Babs?’…have you seen San Lucas recently? a boom goin’ on there, with commercial buildings left and right. Pretty soon you won’t have to go to the Big Box stores in the City for the giant economy size frozen waffles…ok, time to get some ‘real work’ done…the whee-kend is here, whether you like it or not.