I’ve got some amusing – to me – flames I’ll be posting soon enough. But Thursday turned into a delightful day – I caught the right bus, got to work early enough to swing by Mi Madres for breakfast tacos, then, after dealing with exigencies, such as they were, I noticed the church across the street was doing its BBQ – fundraiser. Since I was late getting over there, they just handed that crazy gringo a plate of food.
BBQ chicken, BBQ sausage, rice and beans, plus a salad. Not bad. I was sitting in the office, after running all over the place, and one of the residents shows up with a steak, rare, and some asparagus. Plus a little sample of cake. “I’m leaving town for a few days, and this food would just go to waste….”
On the way home, I was thinking about a few business items, and trying to shake one job in order to shift into another, and while the bus was stopped at a light, I glanced down at the car next to us. I saw the scariest sight. A person was unfolding a city map, talking on the phone and balancing a cup of coffee. I was rather worried, except that the car had NJ plates. Whew. Folks from up there know how to negotiate traffic. Around here? It’s still a mystery how folks manage to arrive anyplace intact.
Sometimes, I even follow my own advice – spent the evening cleaning house. Interesting numbers showed up, too. Subscriptions rolled in as often as notes demanding free horoscopes. From the feedback, I’d suggest the numbers are good.
I also came up with a new trick, too. The subscription area is now linked to a different e-mail address. I can easily distinguish between the origin of the mail, and I can give subscription folks a priority.
Sometimes the evening air is just delicious.
