Been a while since I fired up my girl and rode down Cataract-way. Dayam, what a ride. I gotta getta new seat.

Reaching into my saddlebags. Pulling out a dusty bottle a grape and a signed copy of the "Rubayat". Makes for good reading. Wanders into the bar.

Dusty DJ. Wacked old man with a dog doing something to his leg. People eating grasshoppers. Smoking lefties. Now this place was worth the trip. Tavern man says drinks are on the house.

Placing my wine on the bar top. Sitting on a wooden stool. Squinting some.

Yeah Toman, that sounds good. Whatever a Blue Meanie is, I'll take three of 'em. Straight up. Need something to numb the bee hind.