

Another Cinco de Mayo has arrived.
Having been misrepresented to me from the very beginning in southern California it is a celebration on a par with the Fourth of July ... Mexican style — when really it's an entirely different thematic element.
Be all of this as it may, it was LOTS of fun back then and I'd give anything to get to participate in another celebration for that reason. While they continue those adult themes in the jubilation of the people lead me to think that the one of the common elements in the nature of the thing remains ... beer !
I don't celebrate Cinco de Mayo like I used to. So here's to those memories of San Juan Capistrano, the throngs of ladies, the cold ones to be had everywhere.
If only I had been able to dance. I certainly had everything else.
Happy Cinco de Mayo.