on the way to work this morning i was already happy because it’s only a half day in addition to being the last work day before i fly home for christmas. relaxing and family and food and presents are all cheerful things, as were the great first presents i got this morning from my lady friend.

the icing on the cake though was driving past a chevron station and seeing a guy in full mariachi outfit pumping gas at 8:42am. i guess they need gas too, but i suppose i didn’t picture them driving beat up old fords — in my head they always arrived via burro. also: wouldn’t that big hat be tough to fit under the roof of a car? it probably has to be removed and allowed to ride shotgun.

either way, those sequins still command respect glittering in the morning sun. feliz navidad everybody!