it was fascination . . .

Around 8:30 last night all hell broke loose at the El Faro, a falling-down fire-trap dive on the beach, just across the street from our house. (You can see a corner of our house in the upper left corner of this photo.) I was reading quietly in the living room when suddenly loud music split the quiet of the night. And I mean L-O-U-D. I looked out across the street; no crowds, no cars, no hint as to what this was all about. It was a cinch that the evening's reading was over so I doodled around on the computer for awhile and then decided I'd try to sleep. Big mistake. Starting at 9 PM the song was "Fascination." This song played on a continual loop for more than an hour. Who is waltzing on the beach? Nobody. On and on and on. Around 10:30 the really bad mariachi music started and someone started singing. This particular crooner was tone deaf. I think he's the same gent who insists on singing at the disco during the Easter madness. Had the El Faro turned into a Mexican karaoke bar? With no patrons? I checked with neighbors this morning and nobody could figure out what was going on last night. Whatever it was it was finally shut down at 3 AM. Siesta's looking mighty good for this afternoon.

Tonight is the luna llena. Don't miss it.


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