Mexican Vanilla blended up with a couple of shots of Espresso

This morning, after spending far too much time trying to answer e-mail, I hit the lake again. I got about half way around the eastern version of the trail, and I veered off from my normal route. In fact, I spent part of the morning ambling through East Austin, a barrio — so to speak. Houses that had shrines in the front yard, either to the Virgin Mary or the Virgin of Guadeloupe and a group of young guys working on a very late model car. I’m pretty sure they were lowering the suspension on it. I wound my way through the barrio on into downtown where I scooted by the bank, and then, as treat because it’s such a nice day, I flitted through the coffee shop and got a scoop of Mexican Vanilla blended up with a couple of shots of Espresso. Some days, it just doesn’t get any closer to heaven than this. Too bad I can’t get any of “pending deals” to return phone calls today.