I promised myself that this blog would diversify itself away from my usual political rants, and with this post I am keeping my promise!
After taking care of business this morning, I decided to give myself the afternoon off and take life at a much slower pace. I had a great meal at my favorite Mexican restaurant, Las Brisas, and had a couple of margaritas. I spent time during dinner reflecting on the things I still haven’t accomplished for the afternoon, and decided that since I had completed two-thirds of my planned agenda…WTF…time to enjoy the afternoon.
I went by the bay and watched the pelicans and Mexican parakeets for awhile, but felt the need to head to one of my favorite waterfront bars. This place is definitely my kind of hangout…arrrgh, the Jolly Roger flies from the yardarm and thar bees true Texas pirates about! I joined two older, retired gentleman that were at the bar. They had taken refuge from the wind for a spell and parked the Harleys to enjoy a pint and a cigar. Sitting next to these gentleman was a young couple, and the guy was playing a 12 string Martin guitar, giving the bar patrons a fine serenade. This youngster was playing and singing “All Along the Watchtower” and doing a good job of it!
As this bar room minstrel entertained, I had a fine conversation with the two gentleman and the minstrel’s lady friend. We talked a little politics, but mostly about the day, life in general and enjoyed the tunes. Our musical friend continued with a little more Hendrix, some Pearl (that’s Janis Joplin for you amateurs), then played a few Beatles tunes. Upon trying to play “Day Tripper”, our young friend had trouble with the proper transition rift. Bob, one of the older bikers borrowed the minstrel’s guitar and showed him the correct way to play the rift, just like George Harrison.
I enjoyed watching the older gentleman showing the younger the proper way to play Day Tripper. I enjoyed the songs, the company and the atmosphere. I realize that I am glad to have been born in Texas and proud to be a Texan!
Try to see it my way,
Only time will tell if I am right or I am wrong.
While you see it your way
There’s a chance that we might fall apart before too long.
We can work it out,
We can work it out.
Life is very short, and there’s no time
For fussing and fighting, my friend.
I have always thought that it’s a crime,
So I will ask you once again.
We Can Work It Out