“Somebody said she looks little like me.” (Three Penny Opera) Yesterday morning, I was reveling in the warm summer heat, and I deviated from the way I’ve been traversing the trail in the mornings. I wandered along some very cool back streets with huge trees overhanging to form a tunnel of broad, green leaves. The houses were a little different, too, not what one would entirely expect. Conjunto music drifted out of one open window. A relatively older couple was either setting up table to sell something from, or they were enjoying late mid morning meal outside. It felt like the “hood” had a different pace, with the moist air, and the green shading giving it all a relaxed, tropical feeling. Libra was the flavor of the day, for starters. Heard from several. I had a quick dinner at Magnolia, and what a good choice that was, as I looked across the table into the Libra blue eyes, “What are you having, you’re not having meat are you? Not tonight, please?” One nice trait about Magnolia is that they do Vegetarian very well. Spinach enchiladas with the Magnolia Chipotle sauce (which, I might add, is one of the better ones in town). Late in the evening, I had promised to stop by to see Three Penny Opera playing downtown, so I was off again, and the summer night was alive. It was hot, a little muggy, and the evening’s air was still. Turning down Sixth Street, though, there was an urgency, an electrifying surge as music came pounding out of the various venues. The band’s got a regular Thursday night gig for the this month, so I expect to see them a little more frequently. They are different, and that’s hard in this town. My final concern for the night was to get out of the club long enough to run by the cigar place — supplies for my upcoming trip. My host in El Paso has taken a liking to some of the flavored cigars. Amongst us purist, this is an anathema, But she is a Leo, and and Bobalu Cigars does have the finest in flavored cigars, so I snagged a couple for her. I just wonder if I’m going to have another long and detailed explanation for the IRS about this purchase. These are gifts for a professional acquaintance, certainly not cigars of my liking. Of course, Bobalu does have the one kind of cigar that I do like, it’s called a “miniature Hemingway.” A “Hemingway” is a particular shape, and this place has little ones, a smaller version, more of a Robusto size. I like to call them “Hemingway Short Stories.” I was going to have one when I got home, but I was too tired to do much of anything.