So backtracking just a bit, Saturday night was a really fun night. The anti-inflammatory shot kicked in nicely, so I was nearly back to normal speed -- read not very fast -- and the only bad thing was no head buzz, otherwise a great shot.

The Seastar drummers came out to blur of motion and tribal beats, including Francine (lady is a bundle of energy, I will say that), and the crowd was swelling. Center was the wedding party, including the groom who was smoking spliffs during most of the revelry, along with my friend from South Dakota, coincidentally, who served as Best Man.

I met Negril Bill, great guy. He was taking pro photos of the event, and he says he is an ocassional poster on here but more so a VERY dedicated lurker ..... Also, I guess he knows Jodie from way back from when she was a bartender, says she is good people, but of course I already know. She is just so kind and incredibly respectful to everyone she meets. And she always sparks up a friendly conversation with any and all locals and workers.

Anyway, I also met the owner of Xtabi, who was at the bar and in a great mood. I guess he and Chris are good friends, sure seemed that way. I told the Xtabi owner that I loved his establishment, and Chris chimed right in: "Watch out, he is going to ask you for something!"

Frankly, I would have liked some information about why Donovan is no longer there since he's been an Xtabi fixture for like 18 years. But it was all good, a party, and I did not want to ask in case there was some embarassment on someone's part. I guess peeps come and go, ain't my business, but Donovan was a special bartender IMO.