Boomtown

August, 1991

The Mesa Inn in Westin was braced for the evening by the time I got there. A sign at the door set the dress code: No Torn T-Shirts, No Work Clothes, No Greasy Boots. The bouncer next to it looked like he might be working the job so that he could buy more weights; enough maybe to make the distinction between his neck and his head disappear completely.About half the saloon-style tables were four and five around with big young men in clean hats and shirts for the evening.I ordered a double Scotch.&...

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