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Look up, man. Not down. A man with blood on his knuckles and his eyes on some weird kind of crack is riding the Metro. There is a homeless woman swathed in black who asks for centimes. A Peruvian immigrant down the calle Monte Perdido yells at her two sons, making them cry; neither of her children are wearing... Continue Reading →
I talked to my sister-in-law (who's from Spain) and she gave me these wonderful tips on what to eat and drink while in the south of Spain. Instead of writing it all out and putting effort into this blog, I'm just going to list stuff as she explained it. I want to clarify that this... Continue Reading →
So, I had to scrap the idea of going deeper into the heart of Morocco, due to time and lack of resources, but I sold the Audi and by God, I'm going to Spain this summer. I am excited about two things: summer camp for the boys and mine and D's voyage into the south... Continue Reading →
You are listening to Weird by Clem Snide, driving through Indianapolis. The sun keeps playing tricks on you and the landscape changes like a slow twirling kaleidoscope, reconfiguring the horizon with sparkly newness the farther west you drive. Indiana sinks behind you, back into itself- into its own drabness, and you’re glad to be rid of all... Continue Reading →
So...my little dream may come true after all. The one I've had since 1991. D and I have been tossing around the idea of going to Morocco next summer. I'll fly to Madrid with my kids to stay with my in-laws for a few weeks. D will fly over at a later date and together,... Continue Reading →
As I look at all the bright blinking lights down below where all the stars make their bread and butter I am shocked and amazed that there are people in the world that actually enjoy this glitzy crap.
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