I asked Swan if she would like to join me for dinner, but she declined, saying she preferred to stay at home to eat and drink. Okay, different strokes for different folks and all that. Honestly, I’d be willing to spend more time at home if I had someone I cared about to hang out with. As it is now, I go out to get out.

So, I began my lonely night on the town at It Doesn’t Matter. Just me and one other customer in the outside area. Agnes was my waitress, and I bought her a drink. She introduced me to a brand new waitress, so I took her lady drink cherry too. A couple of beers later, I felt the pangs of hunger, and I set upon considering what to do about it. It occurred to me the nearest eatery was right around the corner, a place called Myleen’s. For some reason, I’d never eaten there before (I had takeout once), even though it is one of the best-reviewed restaurants in town, especially well-known for its Italian and Mexican offerings. I’d been craving something from south of the border; the decision was made.

I don’t recall ever having an enchilada (this one is shredded beef) served in quite this fashion. I’m used to it being covered in a spicy sauce. That said, this one tasted just fine, and I could have eaten two. I’m not big on rice, but this blend was tasty. I also enjoyed the refried beans. I’d seen on the menu that the enchilada plate came with chips and salsa, which I assumed would be served as an appetizer to enjoy while my meal was being prepared. Nope, just a few chips and not enough salsa. That’s my only real complaint. The dinner and beer were less than 500 pesos, a very fair price. I’ll be back to try some other items soon.

After my meal, I crossed the highway and went upstairs to Cheap Charlies. I was the only customer, so my regular crew was especially happy to see me.

I only did one round of lady drinks for my threesome, plus a 50 peso tip when I departed a couple of beers later.

Anyway, I closed out my evening with a couple of beers at The Green Room, where I enjoyed watching a couple of skilled pool players making some amazing shots. Then it was next door to Wet Spot for some chat and drinks with the big boys, including owner Dave, at the VIP table. On the way out, I grabbed a pecan pie from Sit-n-Bull to bring home for my bedtime treat. And yes, I smothered the pie under some vanilla ice cream.

• Beer: 1,145 pesos (I bought a couple for others at the table)
• Lady Drinks: 760 pesos
• Food: 750 pesos
• Tips: 430 pesos
• Transportation: 100 pesos

The SOB is at Wet Spot tonight, and Mary asked if she could join me for her last night in town. How could I refuse? We are going to meet at Sloppy Joe’s later; then, I’ll show her the view from the Capital Reef Hotel rooftop before heading to the dance contest.

And here are some nuggets from my internet wanderings:

And finally:

Back with more of the same tomorrow!