Merry Xmas from SF – part uno
My cute Pisces was giving me a lift to the airport, so I (generously) offered to buy the breakfast tacos.
Pinatas. Red and Green chili – for that holiday spirit. What amused me, sitting in an East Austin dining establishment, a place I’ve frequented in the past, me wearing a sports jacket and nice shirt, long pants and boots? I got a much different reaction – different from what I’m used to.
“Yeah, you look like a rock star.”
In my mind.
I stopped to get the boots shined for the road. Had a conversation in broken Spanish with the boot shiner dude – he had a little mechanical toy that would sing, “Feliz Navidad” while dancing in a frankly suggestive manner.
