In September I was in Nuevo Laredo, when it was 115°, with Billy Morales, my sometimes keyboardist, movie director amigo and my two dogs.

We spent 5 hours waiting in a line of 100 people at the car permit office.  You have to have your permit to drive in Mexico.  I normally wouldn’t write about this, but it was HOT!! CALIENTE!!  You had to be there.  Later on that same trip I was thrown out of a restaurant in Laredo, because I had my dogs in a bag.  So, we sat outside, in the heat, watching people eat in air conditioned comfort inside.  WHERE MY DOGS GO, I GO OR I DON'T GO!!   ay ay ay