gonna make you sweat

It's funny how certain cities in Texas make you a little confused about what country you're actually in. I just got back from having lunch with my crew at a Mexican restaurant here in San Antonio and we very easily could have been in Mexico. It seems that gringos are the minority here. This town has a really fun atmosphere though. We're all hoping to get canceled so we can stay here tonight as well but I don't see that happening. Last night we got here around midnight so we walked over to the Market Square to this little bar. Lou's Saloon, I think. I wish I had a camera to document what this place was like. There was the most random assortment of ugly people there. Lots of gays and lesbians as well. There was one "person" that was the subject of conversation for most of the night because we were trying to figure out what it was. It looked Mexican and was wearing jeans with a belt and a long sleeve plaid shirt. Its hair was about 1.5 inches long on top, stuck out all over, was bleached that orange color that happens when people with really dark hair lighten it, and was smooth shaved all around the side. It was the most disgusting thing I've seen. Reminded me of Jabba the Hutt if that tells you anything... I'm pretty sure it was a woman because I think it had breasts. Which leads me to the neverending lack of understanding I have for women who not only want to be with another woman, but want to be with such an ugly woman. I just don't get it. There was also the old guy with the wife beater and eyepatch. There was much dancing as well. There was the big Mexican guy with the tight pants that danced with nearly every other man there. It was basically like watching a movie, watching all these people laugh and dance together to the Mexican music. Was very entertaining. I always think of Joy when I stay in these towns. I think she is actually Latino and there was a mix-up at birth.

This morning we went down to the pool and enjoyed the 93 degree temperature. It's fairly dry today though so it almost feels good. Makes me want to lie down and take a nap. But no, instead I have to fly to Salt Lake and then on to Spokane. Weather like this makes me love my short hair even more.

I talked to my Daddy this morning and I think he's the best. We don't usually talk a long time when he calls but he calls me enough to let me know he thinks about me a lot and that makes me feel special. My family is the best ever.

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