Stalled

Hungry and hurried, I ate a convenience store sandwich late Sunday night. My digestive system did not take kindly to that decision. Compounding my consternation was the requirement to regularly run to the men's room down the hall at my new day job. Until now, all of my gigs had offered private facilities. The need to conduct urgent and unpleasant business in the company of strangers has required the mastery of a new life skill.

Palace? Please!

Does this look like a palace to you? India Palace, situated in a dreary Overland Park strip mall, has all the ambiance of a nursing home. It's bleak. The food, however, is delicious. The establishment's vegetable korma is the single best thing I've tasted in the month of May. The price reflects the quality. The lunch buffet, including a token tip but no drink, is $12. It's money well spent.

Decay

I looked up one day a couple weeks ago and realized that another gig had been added to my bag of tricks. I wasn't looking for additional work. I just kind of fell into it. The new j-o-b has wreaked havoc on my blogging schedule. Regular postings of objectionable material will resume shortly.

Now and Hear

After visiting the new exhibit at the Leedy-Voulkos gallery and listening to DJ Spooky play music on an outdoor stage during First Friday, I still have no idea what America: Now and Here, Kansas City is all about. Organizers suggest that "...audiences of all ages and walks of life are invited to contribute their own message for America. Here's my message for Happy In Bag readers: I may not understand its premise, but I recognize that America: Now and Here, Kansas City is certainly worthy of your attention.

Triple Bogey

I've had the good fortune to have frequented several pubs in Britain. I was reminded of those establishments when I recently visited Bogey's, a bar and grill in the Red Bridge area. One would think that a joint in a generic suburban strip mall would be hopelessly bland, but Bogey's succeeds because it doesn't try too hard. Its management, for example, can't even be bothered with a a website. Day-drinkers and neighborhood regulars provide plenty of authentic atmosphere. That's good enough for me.