Plaza Cafe burned down, burnt out, something.
Most of the forest west of Los Alamos is burning.
Flight out, I picked up a book I’d been meaning to read. Rushed right out and bought the hardback when it was first released, Tim Dorsey’s latest, Electric Barracuda.
Sat next to a Leo from Florida, now living in Albuquerque. Leo: the Royal Sign. Best fire sign, ever. He was toting a Kindle. I asked, he swears by it, now. We talked authors, too. He napped.
Tim Dorsey (Aquarius), don’t know how, but his writing is again as fresh and crisp as ever. Lovely stuff. Snaps, sparkles, and the main protagonist is up to his usual antics. The plot moves quickly. It’s taut. There is no wasted words and layers of sardonic parody sprinkled with topical social commentary, and wee bit of ultra violence.