tecate with lime and salt

i had my first tecate with lime and salt since i left topanga last night. it was at this bar called pier 121 on lake lewisville. the bar was literally floating on the lake, so these huge power boats would pull up and the “captains” would hop off and just get shit faced. i’ve never been to cabo, but the place had that feel to me. everyone was _drunk_. cover band playing less than mediocre versions of hey joe and mustang sally. dad and i had a few tecates and took it all in.

tecate with lime and salt will forever remind me of topanga much the same way sierra nevada will always remind me of pacifica, california and the sea horse saloon, and natural light will always remind me of decatur, il. can you still buy natural light? i haven’t seen it in probably fifteen years. talk about shitty beer. natural light. the beer with the taste for food. if you drink natural light and are over sixteen years old you should be automatically disenfranchised.

before the bar we went to a velodrome in frisco, which was my first velodrome experience. it was interesting. pretty cool, pretty mellow. kind of like a quieter, more educated nascar race. no crashes, though.