Dave Barry on Christmas

Some lighter fare for ya.


I'm off to the local bar and then the airport. I've got the redeye through George Bush International (Houston). There's a hilarious statue of elder Bush there, the wind whipping his jacket casually tossed over one shoulder, ginormous encyclopedia in the other arm. I'll snap a pic if I have time.

It's my ritual to have a few drinks at the bar across the street before I leave. I haven't been there since the night before my last trip. And given where my connection is, I figure I have an excuse to drink a couple scotches. It's appropriate, since cocaine is illegal.