Wasting away in Margaritaville…. lots of people get this idea in their head that they can just take off and go to Mexico and sit it out on the beach as long as they like… after about three weeks brutal reality shows up and the money runs out. then it’s back to the same old monotonous grind back home.
it was my own damned fault….It takes a special breed of cat to just up and change cultures, customs and habits… its romantic to say I’ll go to some Carribean beach and stay there forever or till I get over a broken heart. Aaaah !! to saddle up your bronco and ride across the Rio Grande with a posse hot on your trail. Like Jimmy Hendrix said… “I’m goin way down South …Way down south to Mexico way…where I can be free.” party time
But if you use your head and play your cards right…you may end up someplace where the parties never cease.
Remember this…“Workers never hustle…. and Hustlers never work”
See you in Margaritaville pal….!!!!
sorry I fell off the face of the earth…just can’t get going for about the past year…a lot has to do with REALLY inconsistant work…in that one day I go at 7 am, the next day 2 pm, the next day 1030 am. You get the idea. I think Im just tired….lol
I’ll try to get a life soon!!
Hope to see you in Puebla. Andy Morris
I cannot help myself – those are some BIG feet you have there hombre!
The art work causes me to think maybe I should come to Mexico!