Ok, so I have this 3 day holiday a while back in this little town on the Sea of Cortez; Loreto, BC, Mexico. It’s a really cool place about 600 miles SSE of San Diego, on the Baja Peninsula. It’s day 3 and our flight departs about 3 pm. There’s always plenty of time to do anything you would like in Loreto. It’s a really small town. Anyway, a group of us walk to the town square for some lunch and to visit a few of the shops. I’m not sure how many of you have been to a place like Loreto but, it actually has a square in the middle of town where folks gather and do their shopping. It’s maybe 250 feet across. The great part about it is that no matter where you are in the square, you can see the rest of it. It’s about time for lunch and I am separated from the group, no big deal. Wondering what time it is, I decide to ask a gentleman sitting in the shade next to his burro, yes really a burro. So I ask him if he could tell me what time it is. To my amazement, he reaches out and lifts up the ball sack of the burro and tells me it’s 11:49. Speechless and about to pee myself, I nod a thank you and stagger away. I’m thinking this is a great time for a Barley Pop and a taste of some distilled Agave Nectar (beer and a shot of Tequila). I made the journey of about 20 steps, where I found a stool in a Cantina. I’m a bit bewildered and wondering if I had just met the local medicine man or what. I sat for a bit quenching my thirst and scratching my head. My curiosity continued to grow as I looked out the window at the gentleman with the burro. The guy was dressed as you would imagine a man accompanying a burro to be dressed. My friends gradually wander into the Cantina as I am starting on my second Nectar and I asked if any of them had spoken to the burro man. Nope, no one had. Well I couldn’t stand it any longer and convinced two of the pretty ladies who were part of our group, to go and ask him what time it is. I made no mention of a sack of balls. So, two pretty ladies walked out and asked him what time it was and sure enough, he reached out and lifted up the burro balls and told them what time it was. They ran back screaming with laughter, now knowing the correct time. ****, that was a good time and totally crazy. Well, I couldn’t stand it. I had to know how he could tell time by a set of burro balls. So over to him I go. His reply to my inquiry… I couldn’t see the clock because the burro’s balls were in the way.