Sunday, February 21st, after Bahama Bob's and the ardent Canadians. we walked across the parking lot to Donovan's Reef. This is the same as the place we usually hang out in Wisconsin, so thought that was kind of neat. And, like North, this is a place that attracts all types of people which is just fine with us.
It was essentially dead when we got there and I was thinking of going back to the room (across the street), when Gary, the Mayor of Donovan's came in. We had met him last year and really had a good time talking with him. He had been in Saturday night, but it was so crowded and loud, we hadn't been able to talk with him much.
Gary is a retired GM worker from Detroit who has been living about a mile away since 1999. He makes an appearance most evenings around 7 to 8. A short while later, the rest of his city council started arriving. Jan manages a motel about a half mile away and says they are very selective as to patrons around Spring Break time. (The Driftwood does not allow anyone under the age of 21 unless a parent is in the same room.)
Then Herschel came in and was nice enough to drop off a Pizza Hut pizza in honor of his birthday which was today. He had sung two great songs at last night's karaoke. One was a rap song called "Gin and Soda" which he learned after Gary complained that he only knew four songs and kept singing them every karaoke. Gary hates rap so he has to be careful what he asks for in the future. He did a dynamite Hank Williams Jr. song "family Tradition" which really had the place rocking.
Then, Willie came in looking like Nanuck of the North. That was one covered guy and he complained about the cold they've been experiencing in the Panhandle this Global Warming winter. He used to be a bank president and has changed his name to Willie because of his resemblance to and sound-alike quality to the Willie called Nelson.
Always a Great Time Talking with these Folks. --RoadDog
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