Work, Church, Sals, and Elvis

It's Monday. I made some coffee. I ground the coffee beans. Smells wonderful. The coffee brews...but not fast enough. I wait.... smelling the aroma of good coffee brewing. Pour a cup. It's loaded with grounds. So are my teeth. Crap. It's Monday, alright. I pour it all out and make a new pot. I will have to floss again thanks to my addiction to Juan Valdez. Yesterday was good. Had a great Sunday off from our Mom & Pop clothing store, Fashion Thug. Went to church and prayed for all your heathen souls. Later we headed to Sal's Mexican Restaurant located in the barrio of Selma, Ca. The restaurant is located in an older residential area where the homes are small and most built right after the war (WWII). A police officer was in the parking lot taking some lunch out to his black & white crusier. Cops know what's good. At Sals the food is grand, the service excellent, and it's atmosphere is loud and happy. I wish churches used Sal's as an example of what the inside of a church should be like. On the way home the radio was playing Elvis' 1972 hit "Burning Love". Man-O-man! I sang and danced my ass off while driving down a country road. Good thing I don't text! My wife just smiled her all-knowing smile at me. Our son, in the backseat, was cracking up. It was a great day! Today started a little rough but I am looking forward to it regardless. Elvis is in the "Fashion Thug" building! I'm just a Hunka-Hunka...Happy Monday!!!