Bjorn, left: “Well, I hear that those wretched Americans are coming down out of the hills of Cómpeta and headed to Malaga.” Torvik, right: “Those words make me weep with inconsolable abandon. Why must they torture us so?” Bjorn: “Now, now. We have to give the poor things […]
1. “The wi-fi really sucks in here.” 2. “I didn’t realize you were THAT invested in getting my Adele tickets.” 3. “Guess I didn’t need to save those vacation days after all.” 4. “Well, at least I won’t have to put up with any more psycho-drama at Thanksgiving […]
First there was this, one morning, with the sun still newborn Beckoning quaintly, softly, painted on a rock wall No flashy billboards in this quiet mountain town, stuffed with garishness Fake smiles filled with fake teeth, techno beats from advertising dances Here they keep it simple. This is […]
Editor’s Note: We’re still in the “House of Blues” in Atlantic City. (Previous installment found here.) I have just offended Bubbles by somehow implying that she’s not my friend. Slightly-harsh words were exchanged, and Bubbles stomped into a dressing room to concoct an appropriate punishment. I was huddled […]
Note: The following dialogue took place during what should have been a private, soul-bearing moment at The Church of We Love Everybody Who Comes Through Our Door Unless You’ve Done Something Incredibly Annoying. In days of yore, such a conversation would remain confidential and sacrosanct. But let’s get […]
A bit of a departure here, but it’s a project I’ve been considering for a while: Sharing a few random passages from a particular book, words that moved me for one reason or another. (And part of that movement is wishing like hell that I had been the […]
This is where it happened. Well, I didn’t have any definitive proof at the time to back up my assertion, and I would continue to not have any proof until well after the violation had been “resolved”, because people hide things and are not forthcoming, but my gut […]
Click here to read this story from the beginning… Fortified by pharmaceuticals, I tried to enjoy the rest of my day. Granted, the fact that something wasn’t quite sorted with my international-travel status is a bit of trivia that one does not easily ignore, especially with a […]
Herewith, the sordid tale of our return from Spain… The darkness began while it was still dark… I was innocently slumbering in our hotel room in Málaga, most likely dreaming of something naughty although the exact narrative escapes me now, when I was awakened by my phone […]
Pablo de Pato, left: “Hmm. I think I’m going to miss those evildoer vacationers now that they have left the villa in Cómpeta and headed back to places that do not threaten our territorial domain.” Ducky Bob, right: “Interesting. We also seem to have left Cómpeta, because I […]
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