Our Man in Antigua

a couple of successful launches….Las Vibras/Vebras, whatever, the new bar on the corner of 6th avenida/5th calle, across from Los Cebollinas? yeah…packed, rocked (an open bar will do that)…Dr J and I sloshed our way in last night…twas raining heavily, we were soaked and the place was SRO…whatever residential neighbors remain in that neck of the woods will have a new thing to complain about…this should suck the life outa whatever remained at dos Reilly’s, and maybe a little bit out of the Black Cat up the street. In other words, a major new venue in town.

The Calle del Sol Block Party got shuffled to the little parking lot but that didn’t stop people from showing up/setting up and having a good time…i was there early, having run into Miss M…., the ‘honey-colored’ blonde who works at Casbar’s pub once in a while…I don’t know what brand of perfume she wears but it ‘gets me.’ if I were 40 years younger (and know now what I didn’t know then)…right…anyway, I chose to wander off in her direction and watch her undulate down the street.

Fusion’s mini-mall, mostly empty, trying a new wrinkle: a weekend antiques show/fair…looked like about 4 vendors..I liked the double-barreled shotgun and some of the bayonets.  Joe M, long time running dog/partner in crime with HBT, leaving  us next week…he’s been here just a few weeks and although we’ve tried to get him to be a good Den Leader and take us on some ‘field trips’ he’s resisted..

and i guess, judging from the torrential/frequent rains we’ve had that the  ‘canicula’ has left us and the  ‘green season’ (Costa Rica’s word for it)is back.. Since Costa Rica has copyrighted the phrase ‘Pura Vida’ as their national slogan, can/should Gautemala go ’em one better and start a campaign for ‘Puta Vida?’ just askin’, that’s all…ask Rich N about the gold medal he won yesterday… 

right! the local version of ‘A Year of Living Dangerously?’  remember, the long-awaited print run, promised for yesterday?  right…clowns…thankfully,  for me, I’m taking/signed up for a new brand of yoga…called “I just don’t give a shit about much.’ other than firewood, fresh books and the glass of wine at hand…Hava a great weekend..stay as dry as possible or just wade the streets…I did. .