The werewolf had a bottle of Red Horse at M.'s cafe.

I got off my maintenance meds many years ago, and have been enjoying beer from to time to time since then. Even so I mixed my beer tonight with Sprite.

I wish that we could install a New Orleans French Quarter sign outside M.'s cafe, the kind made of painted, wooden planks and suspended by chains, but I do realize that it would be a hazard in stormy weather.

Hanging out in the heat at M.'s cafe, knowing it will be rainy and chilly again very soon.