Toni Price was the Executive Surf Club Saturday night. Amazing performer. Had to take a miss on the show because the motel I selected is 40 minutes away. And so different from being in a metropolis.
“Let’s go to popeye’s,” I kept saying. One year, that very idea was met with universal disdain from the new age crowd as the food from the Gulf was labeled as “unhealthy,” and fried food was similarly tagged.
Slightly different group this time, and I left a few minutes early because I was bored with work. We found ourselves at Snoopy’s, devouring plateful after plateful raw oysters, fried oysters, fried shrimp, and fried fish. All very fresh. A mesquite fire was burning in the central brazier, gently filling the noisy place with a fragrant aroma.
Got lost looking for the new WalMart, so that’s a bit of research left for another time.
You know what’s different about this hotel room? No phone. No phone and no clock. It’s that little place over in Port A, a tourist, seaside retreat. A World away from the cares and troubles of the world. Plus, it’s on the other side of the coastal waterway.
Off to work then maybe look for some diversions. Just an odd prediction, I’m not to up on this Superbowl thing, but the underdog? By three points. Look at the time stamp on the entry, and we’ll see how that prediction goes.
Breakfast at Beeman’s and more coffee in CC at some swanky coffee joint. A little Aries in dreads completed the surfer picture:
Road trips
“Hey,” I asked the girl sitting next to me, “when was the first time we came down here?”
“Ten, twelve years ago, why?”
“Ten years on the road, making one night-strands,” (lyrics from Waylon)
In the pre-dawn light – or dark – southbound, from SA, the hint of sulphur in the air, feels like the gulf coast is right there. 110 miles.
3,000 hits on the old location for the journal software – since the update.
“Man, I don’t get it, I put the notice about the changed URL for the web journal, and suddenly, it’s getting 3,000 hits – oh.” I figured it out, I linked it from the scopes. Never mind.
Corpus Christi, city by the sea? More like a town by the bay, but whatever. It’s a fairly old town, especially by North American standards. 1519? Named for the day it was discovered? Sounds right, I’ll have to look it up. Can’t trust just one source these days.
Downtown, just around the corner, looks like a theater, a big neo sign, spells out “CENTRE.” I’ll have to get a picture. Speaks to roots.
