Taco Beach, Long Beach. There’s an old Cat Stevens’ song about it being another Friday night alone… There’s a line that boasts “I could get ’em if I could meet ’em…” I guess I shouldn’t assume that it’s a boast, but that does sound like the typical line from every single dude alone on a Friday night. My only compensation at the moment is the bartender, Aimee’s great big… smile and hospitality. Just wish that there was someone at home who gave a shit. JBB
p.s., ack… shit… the song was “Another Saturday Night,” I can’t win for losing!!!