Flying Low
Imaginations run rampant about some of my actions and behaviors. “Kramer, I recommended this lady to you, now don’t flirt too much, okay?” Or, “Kramer, what did you \\do\\ last night?” That question is usually asked with a leer and a knowing nod.
So, in honor of the questions, I was going to make up a story about how it was me and some three-way action, you know, that wild life us astrologers have out on the road. Come on, Saturday morning turned from good to god-awful in no time, walking out the door without the proper coupon. Yes, as far as I’m concerned, Saturday morning was terrible. Nobody’s fault but mine, too. Can’t blame the cat, the girlfriends, the drivers, the airline, “Nobody’s fault but mine.”
Several times I looked up on Saturday afternoon, and the place was packed. And yet I did a pitiful low number of readings. With the day’s bottom line sorely affected by my cab expenses, I wasn’t happy.
Solace can often be found in food. Of course, there are two favorites I have in El Paso, the truck stop and Forti’s. Saturday night, I took off with two Aries girls, and had one of the most relaxing and pleasant evenings ever. Just nice to sit outside on the patio, listening to the train whistle, enjoying mole, soaking in the atmosphere. The mariachi guys came out and played “Rancho Grande,” apparently some familiar tune. I’m pretty sure I’ve heard it before. They weren’t good musicians, the rhythm guy didn’t even know the words, the voices were off, and the whole ensemble lacked coherence. Yet, there was a passion evident in the song and the music. Amazing stuff.
Back to the hotel. A little three-way action, like I promised. TV, e-mail, sleep. That’s three items right? Three-way action. Yeah, it’s that wild life on the road.
Sunday, off to the truck stop again. Then, sit down, start reading, and don’t stop until late in the afternoon. That’s more like it.
On the plane back, I rather lucky. Interesting and diverse group sitting the hot tub. I used drink coupons and bought a round. Virgo, Capricorn, Aries, Cancer, Taurus. Whew. Cookies and much discussion about local food. Got some hot tips about places to eat in El Paso, new stuff to try. I watched as several of the couples started to discuss certain restaurants with animated glee. Equally amusing was the way they pointed out the paucity of decent hot food in Austin. “Tex-Mex” was not popular. Folks \\knew\\ their food, that was for sure. And the next time I’m in El Paso, I’ve got long list of places to go.
