you know, that month or so between now and the start of the rainy season? kinda feels like, as my firewood sits unused (like me, in many ways). 295 more words
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even by Antigua ‘standards’ there weren’t any of the ‘unindicted co-conspirators’ at La Taverna for the usual Friday night gathering…hmm? Dr J was there, James Mullen stopped by to add some content but I left, to go across the street and talk with the lovely Mayra of Mamma’s…and in the doorway of Fusion, along with Alex? 348 more words
in a town that has a plethora of bars/restaurants and a dearth of customers, why would anyone in their right minds open another? o that’s right…’we weren’t thinkin’…we were drinkin’…let me explain just a few things…PC’s…no, not politically correct nor personal computers…’pouring costs’…what it costs to pour a drink: take the rent, the overhead, the utilities, ice, salaries, cost of the stuff and divide by 30…a month, get it? 357 more words
two weddings today….driven by the old Model T and the other by the black ’56 Pontiac convertible…ah, love…marriage, in my experience is like a bath…after a while, it’s not so hot, but then again, I’m septical…no, make that sceptical..hell, where’s spel chuck when I need it.. 346 more words
absinthe makes the heart grow fonder? I guess you’d have to go to Bistro Cinq, swill a few and see what happens.
So…the Great Waiters Race today….you’ll never see waiters move faster or sweat more…yeah, a few cheated by taking to the sidewalks, laying their bottles/cans on their sides but what the hell? 178 more words