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Saturday, December 20, 2003

Of All My Weddings, This Was My Personal Favorite, Number #3? Or 4?

The wedding invitation read, "Morally outraged, we asked our daughter to stop living in sin with Martin- she has chosen marriage instead." ~ The Parents of the Bride "Abuelita's Dad and Abuelita's Mom reluctantly invite you into their home to celebrate the marriage of their daughter Abuelita Yadda Yadda to Martin Yoddo Yoddo and to discuss the merits of a potential annulment prior to the consummation of the marriage on Friday the Fourth of June Nineteen Hundred and Yadda Yadda at seven o'clock... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, December 18, 2003

"You're Family Has No Traditions", said my nicest sis-in-law.

She then spent Thanksgiving at her Mom's house. That was just last month and her words got me thinking about family and traditions and the presence or lack of said traditions within any given family. I could have been hurt or I could have gotten super sensitive and defensive in her company, but I decided to think instead and then to write down my thoughts on this subject. Mom lost her mom to work in her youth. Nurses in those days went where they found work, far away from their families and the... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, December 16, 2003

Holiday Season To Do List from Your Grandmother

People have been sending me their seasonal suggestions and lists and my email box is over full. This is what I have condensed from their inundation. I have learned to ignore it all. This is my first Christmas with absolutely no money in the coffers, due to circumstances well within my control, or not, but either guilty or not guilty of earning less than I normally do, there will be no shopping for anything this year. SO........... I took a walk when my brain tried to get me worried about all... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, November 29, 2003

Kiss, kiss, kiss goodbye, this old blog. New one soon. ONE!!!

This has some of my favorite stories, read them now, if you haven't yet. Send them into publishers for me and then cut me a check for ten percent of your haul. Okay?? Life is so complicated and I have just begun to recognize this in my pea brain. I took some motivational tapes from my sister's office today while babysitting her cat, Santini. I haven't even listened to them as yet and am already motivated to do what I know that I must do, cut down to one blog. See you there, next week, Saturday. Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, October 26, 2003

HANDS UP!!! Step back from the keyboard, BN plots our deaths!!

Hey you and hey me, hands up and step away from the computer....!! It might explode or a knife might jump out of the screen and stab you. The BN HALLOWEEN Contest of 2003 now makes sense to me. They want dead and bleeding bodies all over the site for the 31st. They want blogs on dead and bleeding bodies and Friday the 13th frights for your Halloween entertainment. They want reports on where to go view the dead and dying and bleeding bodies and they would like more bodies and actual photos of the... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, October 7, 2003

GRANDMA ABUELITA - STREET WALKER PAR EXCELLENCE.

Street walking as art, one must prepare, clothing and shoe choices separate professionals from amateurs. I am a professional and it shows. Sometimes you just have to dress up and hit the streets, alone. I left the relatives at the resort and was dropped off at the very beginning of Playa de los Muertos. I had been told that this was the 'gay' area of Puerto Vallarta. I saw nothing 'gay' about it, but I'm old and don't know what I'm supposed to be looking for. What I saw was a lovely little... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 23, 2003

Guatemalan Indians selling trinkets in front of my Walgreen's.

GUATEMALAN INDIANS AT WALGREEN’S DRUGSTORE She, I shall call her Norma, her two sisters and two of their friends had left Guatemala six months before I first laid eyes on them. Back in Guatemala a Human Rights Organization had convinced them, easily done because they were very angry, to file a law suit against the Guatemalan Military establishment, demanding to know the burial sites of their missing fathers and brothers. Their relatives’ deaths had occurred years before in a fight over the... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 21, 2003

Another Wild National Geographic type story of a street kid named DOG BOY

The Dog Boy Leader of the Pack When I lived in Rio de Janeiro there was a gang of street kids who ran together and survived by any means necessary, as Malcolm X had advised so many others to do. It was a compact gang, I usually only identified about six kids as members. Dog Boy, I called him, was Alpha. They were all black kids, which has nothing to do with color really and everything to do with economics in Rio. Their parents had all probably beaten or sold or horribly abused them into running... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 20, 2003

I've met some wild and fascinating and powerful people in my time and have

tried to capture the wilder ones in small snapshot descriptions in my next few posts. My life is so boring and yet I've met some real National Geographic characters all over the place and want you to know them, too. So that their stories don't die with me, I blog them here. The first one posted last night at about three a.m. is about Michael, Miguel, a renegade fisherman and writer living in Mexico with the best dog that I ever knew, as far as Full Living, Full Flying and Free Ranging dogs lives... Sign in to see full entry.

Snapshots of a Wild Gringo fisherman in Mexico and his wild dog Waterboy.

MIGUEL AND WATERBOY: A STORY Michael wanted to be Hemingway and Waterboy just wanted to do it all. They both lived very full lives, free to be themselves, with no real rules, no visible ties. Decades ago I was introduced to a fellow dating one of my most interesting employees. He was a gringo living down in Rocky Point, Puerto Penasco, Mexico. He called himself a writer, owned an ancient, pound the keys, upright typewriter. He used it often. I never read one of his stories, but I listened... Sign in to see full entry.

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When your immediate family has people from just about every race and religion and political belief, a world view becomes the only one open and available to you or your brain melts, your heart explodes and you develop a tic in one eye while you stutter about America First and Best and Only.It's a big and human being filled world out there. I'm only one temporary inhabitant of it.

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