Great day fishing

There was a lone boat with a couple of fishermen, poking along the river’s edge when I stuck my head outside the trailer’s door, before sun up on Saturday morning. “What are they fishing for?” Bubba asked, as I crawled in the front seat of his truck, “bodies?” Great day fishing. Didn’t get too hot until the sun came up. Venus, Mercury, maybe Jupiter were all up right before sun up. Should have a good picture of me and three pound bass soon. Naturally, according to my fishing buddy, if this had been on TV, that fish would’ve weighed six pounds, not three. It’s the television cameras on those fishing shows — they add weight to the fish. Later, over some Cartright’s BBQ in Bastrop, we were discussing women and marriage. “What’s the perfect sign for you, you’re the astrologer, right?” “I prefer female, upright and breathing. Not sure if a pulse is necessary though, why?” “I think the perfect mate for you is recently divorced or widowed, has a house and a Ranger Bass Boat.” The guy might have a point — or a Champion 21 foot Bass boat. Buena Vista Social Club, a Cuban Band from the pre-Castro days? I think, off–hand, the music is Mambo, but I’m not sure. The sweet Pisces turned up a couple of tickets to a show in Houston, and I no sooner got in from fishing than I turned around, headed right back down the same highway, kept on going, and we caught the show last night. Pulling into the parking lot, I noticed a girl with a Capricorn symbol tattooed on her back, which lead to a conversation about the symbol, and the fact that she had red hair. Going into the venue itself, I ran into an old friend from way back when, “Kramer, dude, where’s the love?” then the warm up band was the Flatlanders [Joe Ely, Jimmie Dale Gilmore, Butch Hancock]. Although we missed most of their set, I did get to hear “Dallas (from a DC–9)” as the closing song. I paid $2.75 for a bottle of water while waiting for the main act, The Buena Vista Social Club. Exciting in a low key way — good tunes. I guess that sort of covers all the cultural diversity I can handle in one day, some fishing, some Latino classics, a little bit of Sonic food for the drive. What was great, besides the music itself, was the apparent age of the band. These guys have been jamming for a long, long time. Too cool.