Which really isn’t that true, I mean, it’s Bubba’s trailer, where I stay, but maybe that’s just a guy thing. Grace is the boss.
Saturday morning, one reader (Scorpio) asked me if I was seeing a lot of Scorpio folks with health issues. I made polite observations. At the end of the day, I looked over my sign-in sheet. Scorpio, Virgo, Scorpio, Virgo, Virgo, Virgo, Scorpio, Virgo. Coincidence? I think so.
What would Jimmy Buffett do?
Getting ready:
Another London map.
Saturday evening, we wandered down to the State Line BBQ. Part of the restaurant is in Texas, part in New Mexico. Cute name, good brisket. As we were shown to our table, the hostess said, “Follow me.”
“You’re supposed to say, ‘Walk this way,'” I explained.
“Isn’t that a song by Aerosmith?”
From the garden: a Lotus.