Long time ago, I was driving a taxi and I saw a pile up of cars with huge spotlights all over the scene and I thought oh cool they’re shooting a movie. But later I heard that someone got overserved and ran out on a check from a restaurant here in Santa Fe. They hauled ass down Cerrelos road and plowed into a car at a stoplight. It was a mom and dad with their two little girls in the backseat. The girls died and the parents lived. We got our prompt on Monday and on Friday an Uber driver picked me up, we were talking and I asked her what else she had done around Santa Fe and she said she used to work at the restaurant, the blue corn. I immediately said were you there that night? She said no, but she knew all about it and the guy was celebrating his ninth DWI. sometimes the universe just gives you material and I think Katrina is kind of connected to the universe in a really good way.
