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The Gig
I found the guitar cases that the wandering mariachis stashed during their shift.
Bu the main thing is that I can’t even think about this restaurant without thinking about Lyle Lovett’s masterful rhyme in his song “San Antonio Girl.”
Well it was late by then
We should have turned it in
But she was hungry
And I was interested
In Mi Tierra’s
Huevos Rancheros
We took some Polaroids
Right at the table
I mean, really – rhyming “Mi Tierra’s” and “Huevos Rancheros.” Genius.
Mi Tierra Café y Panadería
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 11.22.2019
Sink (a dream)
It felt like a dream even though it wasn’t. At least I don’t think it was…
Historic Market Square
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 11.22.2019
Hose
I went around behind the cemetery’s statues, as I do, because that’s where I get to find things like this water hose coiled on the ground.
Our Lady of Consolation Cemetery
Vattman, Texas
photographed 11.23.2019
Snarling Window
Without going into all the details*, back in college my friend Alice and I used to pretend we were from Alice, Texas, where we’d lived (of course!) on Melinda Street.
Until last week, I’d never actually been to Alice, Texas, and while I was there I looked to see if there was, in fact, a Melinda Street**. I didn’t find one, but I did locate a very photogenic abandoned house.
Alice, Texas
photographed 11.23.2019
*Because the only details I can remember are too embarrassing to commit to publication.
**My cousins’ last name was Street, but none of them were named Melinda.
Tacos de Beef
Maybe it’s time for a lunch break? Go to San Antonio – it’s got a lot to choose from. For example, just in the width of a camera’s frame, you can get gorditas, tacos, fajitas, or tripas.
(NOTE: Autocorrect must have previously tasted tripas and is set on protecting my loyal follower(s) from them: it keeps trying to change it to “trips.” This is one time when I sort of support Autocorrect’s decision.)
Historic Market Square
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 11.25.2016
