I'd just got into town the night before and I was anxious to show my friend, who was putting me up, that I wasn't going to be sitting around. So I got up early and went out and picked up a bunch of job applications and went to a bar, to grab a beer and a sandwich to fill them out.
I was seated at a small table against the window. I sipped my beer and filled in the forms, and it struck me that this was like the beginning of a movie. Looking through a flickering neon cactus, in a new city, listening to Chris Issac sing about wanting to fall in love.