Dave Daze

Every day is a good day

Saturday 6 January 1990: San Juan, PR

watched latest Bond movie ‘Licensed to Kill,’ pretended I wasn’t missing too much the vodka I normally hit in flight … immigration/customs no probs except for immigration asshole asking who’d put indefinite on my US visa, even scrutinising it with a magnifying glass as if I’d go to the trouble of writing in it myself.