MUSICA CON DIENTES!! Fantastico!
SO, as promised, I floated down Bay Area Boulevard to Armand Bayou in my truck, drowning bicylists and small foreign cars on my way. No one else was there, save the devouring mosquitos and some friendly vultures feeding on fish heads. Strangely, the faint sound of congas and horns seeped through the muck and into the soles of my feet. I felt like dancing waist-deep into the slime, and I did, until lightning reminded me of my task, and the narrow window of opportunity began to close before a deadly bolt was sure to strike. I crossed myself, prouldy told myself I was a total jackass, and sunk under the shallow murk, searching blindly for burrows in the mud bank. The music got louder! I could feel the drums and bassline through the water, and just as I reached into a hole for what I thought would be the consuming jaws of a catfish ready for a fight - something else entirely Grabbed Me... Pictured above - my new favorite salsa band, the Refridge-a-Gators!!!!
