martes, 28 de diciembre de 2010

Midnight at The Vag Cafe

Pic by Tamara
She has a sick sense of humor

Okay, so i am moving my stuff Jueves Evening at 20:00. That gives me two full days to dismantle everything. Give some clothes to charity. I started going through clothes. So much to go through! What happened to holidays? There is no rest for people like me. I hate the holidays. I'm always sick or there's some drama. This year - both. Here's to 2011; something's gotta give.

You can tell the mood i'm in is dark cuz all i'm listening to is King Crimson;
Starless and Bible Black

Paloma is in Argentina on holiday, but i saw her on Xmas before she left. She came to Laura's for dinner and then we went out for a drink just the two of us. She's cool, energetic, crazy and surprisingly age appropriate -40. Ooo la la!



So much to do. Help me Jebus!

We recorded one new song last night; Forbidden. Pete played acoustic. Ashley sang. Then i'll put some percussion and backing vocals, and there you have it.

So much to do!

Okay, more King Crimson. Move Jay. Venga!


Ate lunch out. She has packed all the forks and plates. Stupid bitch. Some dirty clothes are packed. Trying desperately to dry what i washed today.

Hang'em High! -Van Halen

Listening to;
A Young Person's Guide to King Crimson
Discipline - King Crimson
The Power to Believe - King Crimson
Live in Central Park 1974 - King Crimson

I really don't want to anything. I don't want to move a step. But MOVE is the word. Then class from 19:00 - 21:00. Then a beer with Pete as he is leaving for good. Good-bye band!

Frame by frame
Death by drowning
-King Crimson

I am the "last man standing," as the Seester likes to say. I have seen many come and go.

we'll know for the first time
if we're evil or divine
we're the last in line
-Ronnie James Dio

See you at the Vag Cafe!

sábado, 25 de diciembre de 2010

Get Your Pagan On

i thought you would find this interesting i did it's taken from the
EAST TEXAS REVIEW (Whatever the F^*K that is!)

So why do we celebrate Christ’s birthday as Christmas, on December the 25th? The answer lies in the pagan origins of Christmas. In ancient Babylon, the feast of the Son of Isis (Goddess of Nature) was celebrated on December 25. Raucous partying, gluttonous eating, drinking and gift-giving were traditions of this feast.

In Rome, the Winter Solstice was celebrated many years before the birth of Christ. The Romans called their winter Holiday Saturnalia, honoring Saturn, the God of Agriculture. In January, they observed the Kalends of January, which represented the triumph of life over death. This whole season was called Dies Batalis Invicti Solis, the birthday of the Unconquered Sun.

The festival season was marked by much merrymaking. It is in ancient Rome that the tradition of the Mummers was born. The Mummers were groups of costumed singers and dancers who traveled from house to house entertaining their neighbors. From this, the Christmas tradition of caroling was born.

In northern europe, many other traditions that we now consider part of Christmas worship were begun long before the participants had ever heard of Christ. The pagans of northern europe celebrated their own winter solstice, known as Yule. Yule was symbolic of the pagan Sun God, Mithras, being born, and was observed on the shortest day of the year. As the Sun God grew and matured, the days became longer and warmer. It was customary to light a candle to encourage Mithras, and the sun, to reappear next year.

Huge Yule logs were burned in honor of the sun. The word Yule itseld means “wheel”, the wheel being a pagan symbol for the sun. Mistletoe was considered a sacred plant, and the custom of kising under the mistletoe began as a fertility ritual. Hollyberries were thought to be a food of the gods.

The tree is the one symbol that unites almost all the northern European winter solstices. Live evergreen trees were often brought into homes during the harsh winters as a reminder to inhabitants that soon their crops would grow again. Evergreen boughs were sometimes carried as totems of good luck and were often present at weddings, representing fertility.

The Druids used the tree as a religious symbol, holding their sacred ceremonies while surrounding and worshipping huge trees. In 350, Pope Julius I declared that Christ’s birth would be celebrated on December 25. There is little doubt that he was trying to make it as painless as possible for pagan Romans (who remained a majority at that time) to convert to Christianity. The new religion went down a but easier, knowing that their feasts would not be taken away from them.

So that's the story. There's been a winter celebration for thousands of years. Have a great one!

GREAT party at Cara's. Mussels in a bloody Mary sauce. Turkey ( which i carved, of course.) Beer, good scotch. I took a cab home about 4:30. Now, to get to Laura's for dinner. Then i'm meeting Paloma somewhere. Then sleep. Much much more sleep.

viernes, 24 de diciembre de 2010

Feliz Navidad

Jose Feliciano

Is Dan Snyder the worst NFL owner of the past decade? Undoubtedly. No matter what he spends the Redskins suck and nothing could make me happier. And the coaches! Gibbs, Spurrier, Shanahan! I like Jim Zorn but that was a no win situation for him. I think Zorn will coach the Seahawks one day if he extablishes himself as a head coach again.

i watched threads, a BBC film from 1984 about a nuclear war between the Soviet Union And the States. The Soviets Nuke Sheffield, England because of it's closeness to military targets. Grim. Ugly. Very realistic. The BBC kicks ass. The best 80's nuclear holocaust movie i've seen since Testament with Jane Seymour . Now i am watching the Book Of Eli. Very good. I love post apocalyptic movies at Xmas. They make me think about the good things in life.

Fix Mrs. Psychiatrist Lady. I am broken. Please fix me.

Last Xmas Eve i watched the remake of On The Beach. Dark things make me look on the up side of things. Please help me! But i am generally happy.

I feel a little better. Before i thought i was gonna die earlier.

I will resurrect. Another Xmas Miracle.

Speaking of dying and resurrecting, the floor of the new metro trains are bright red! Everywhere. I was a bit disoriented from being sick and thought i had gone to hell. It was like the bathroom in The Shining.


Xmas Eve. Rough night. Hot, cold, night sweats, disturbing dreams - really F@#ked up ones. But i think i have turned the corner. I will just lie very low.

The NY Times had an article saying saying that humming may help to prevent Sinus infections because of the increased air flow. So i have been humming all day. So this is what it comes to. I just hum Feliz Navidad all day and hope it drives my landlady nuts.

So....Merry Xmas. In 7 days i'll have a new home.


jueves, 23 de diciembre de 2010

Merry Xmas

Merry Xmas. I love you all. I am a bit sick so i am going to sleep. Thinking of you all. Nothing funny to say. Sorry. Maybe i'll feel better tomorrow. I get sick EVERY Xmas, without fail. But all my plans are casual, so if i can't make Cara's tomorrow, no biggie. I'm not a bug Xmas fan. Maybe if i had kids. Next time i see Paloma we really need to discuss our love child. And i'll have a double bed in the new place! And no ill behaved white trash cat. No fat women snorting and fighting a chest infection for 3 months cuz she's too ignorant to take Amoxicilina. I EVER OFFERED HER A BOX FREE! It's only cost 2.50 Euros! But i may need it myself now.

Last Xmas in Madrid. Next year in Portland! Fresh caught Lobster by me and Frippy. And snowball fights! And decriminalized marijuana!

miércoles, 22 de diciembre de 2010

An Xmas Miracle!

throw off those chains of reason
and your prison disappears

I found a flat! I really needed to find one as Elena is jobless and bankrupt and leaving the flat Jan 1. (which she's has told me she owns, but earlier told me she rents) to move back to Bulgaria or Cuba or Transylvania. She lies constantly and perpetually and she's as intelligent as a shoehorn so i really don't know where she's from. Don't care.

So it's a decent size room. There's no desk but there is an office i can use, but he was up front about it from the beginning (unlike certain other SheBeasts) and the rent is super reasonable, so i can afford to buy a desk and a chair from Ikea next week, with all the Xmas sales. Juan is a nice guy. He's Peruvian (haven't rented from one of those folks as yet!). There's one other gal living there i haven't met yet. Hopefully she's hot and loves Rush, Yes and King Crimson.

The problem is that most of the ads for houses don't have pictures or don't have all the info. Some don't even say where they are or the price! You call and they say "Lo siento, buscamos por una chica (we're looking for a girl)." Why didn't you say that in the ad! Plus, it's Xmas so everyone has stopped working and is just drunk all the time. In general, Spanish people are staggeringly crude, shallow and uneducated. The lady at the little corner market, who's pleasant and funny, called Spain the cola (tail) of Western Europe. And she's from China, which is the world's asshole, so that's really saying something.

So with just 10 days to find a place, i found a place. And it's only for 7 months. Hell, i could do 7 months in a penitentiary if i had to (as long as there was no Ass Raping.)

It's an Xmas miracle! So i would like to take this moment to declare the letter X as my personal savior. I believe that it willing chose to live at the ass end of the alphabet, with such unsavory characters as Y and Z, so that i might find a place to live for Jan 1. Hallelujah! I am a Bored-Again Xian!

This post was brought to you by (say it for me you Electric Company Alums, Morgan Freeman and Rita Moreno!;) the Letter X

lunes, 20 de diciembre de 2010


confusion will be my epitaph
-King Crimson

There's no place like home
-Dorothy, The Wizard of Oz

Why can't i seem to stay in one place?

Many classes canceled but still had 5 hours. Looks like i'll have some hours next week too. That's nice.


Still looking for a flat. If worse comes to worse i can temporarily live with Maria. And on a very sad note, her youngest cat, Guinness, died from anemia yesterday. She was only three. She loved to bite my big toes, dedos gordo Americano (Literally; American Big Toes)! She will be missed. Maria is a wreck. Pobrecita!

I go to see another flat tomorrow. Not really a good time to look. Even though my two-faced lying bitch of a landlord wants me out, i said i would stay til i can find a place. Their rental laws here are similar to the US; hard to get someone out. However, she is packing up her stuff cuz she said she is moving back to Bulgaria. She also said she owns this place, which is opposite what she told me before. She's just a liar and a lunatic. She still has a lung infection from Oct cuz she's too stupid to take an antibiotic. She loathes me. But it just makes me laugh. It's surprising how comfortable i am with people hating me. I don't give a damn what anyone thinks if they are an idiot.

All the Sleepers send you their dreams
-Steve Hackett

Still going. Still moving. Can't stop me. You may slow me down, but that's all.

Fuck! I sound like Tony Robbins, who we all know must be an Alien. The only thing i ever liked about him was Shallow Hal. That movie is an all-time fave.

Where the hell are my pants?

domingo, 19 de diciembre de 2010

Siguente (next)!

The memories of a man in his old age

Are the deeds of a man in his prime.
You shuffle in gloom in the sickroom
And talk to yourself as you die.
-Pink Floyd


> Hang Laundry
> cook lamb chops
>Eat lamb chops
>A bit more cleaning

The blog just isn't as gripping as 4 years ago, is it? Well, maybe when i move to Portland, Maine to teach and become a lobster fisherman.

Mmmmmm.... lobster.

HEY! Here's something exciting; drinks with Paloma at 20:30 and then go see a band!

Mmmmmm..... Paloma.

Elaine is leaving on Monday anyway. Lovely gal. But she lives in Ireland. That kind of puts a damper on things. But she a writer (screenplays) so it was really fun to meet her.


sábado, 18 de diciembre de 2010

Behind the Battle lines....

i know they're still holding ground, behind the battle lines
- John Wetton

Sabado 17:15

Out of my brain on the train on train on the 5:15
-The Who

Foul rainy weather that thwarts my attempts to have clean boxers. Damn ye to the nether regions of Hell! Or, Alack, Damn me to this interminable heat. At least my underwear would dry!

Going out to dinner again tonight with Brian, his sister Elaine and their cousin and her hubby, who is an Arsenal fan and was taken aback by my Tottehham Hotspur scarf, which i've had for years. I told him to shut his Arse(nal.) Hee Hee! Me so funny. Me make you laugh long time.


Time to go to Dinner!

jueves, 16 de diciembre de 2010

2011, a time space/anomaly

Writing end of year evals for my students. Then out the door in five minutes to watch the 1st half of Atletico and Bayern Leverkusen. Then Teach at 20:00 til 22:00. Then maybe just home. Long day manana. Then it ends off with a party at Maria's with Paloma and I. I'll get to Getafe about 23:30

Listening to:

The White Album - The Beatles
The Valleys of Neptune - Jimi Hendrix
Mojo - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
Out of the Tunnel's Mouth - Steve Hackett
Spirit of St. Louis (Bootleg, 1980) - Rush
Djam Karet - Reflections from the Firepool



I went to the open mike at Triskell. I was supposed to meet Pete and Elaine but they never showed. However, with Tamara gone and us being mum about future plans, two different sets of people ask if i was interested in drumming with them in a band. I told them i was most likely gone in August. They said 'no problem'. I told both groups i wanted to play progressive rock, and they said 'no problem'. Still not sure if i'm game. But it is enticing. And flattering, of course. If i play with another band in Madrid, it has to be something different. Pete, Tam and I were a core, a family, so it just wouldn't feel right continuing without them.

Plus, i want to get into a more progressive band. I loved the From Lost to the River Music, but we were just getting much more prog when it ended. So it goes. But I believe i am ready to make that leap of faith. Maybe finally i am capable of playing such beautiful, brainiac, Siren music. I was utterly surprised how much i loved the last recording of the Platypus, which i think i sent most ye the other day, which was basically just a big jam at Mark's house. But usually live we are four of us - although we have done the three piece thang in VT. But this jam is just the three of us, recorded live and sounds full, lively, and with some of Mark's production, sounds great. This is an exciting step for us. Especially with the whole 'the drummer lives on another continent thingy.' Anyway, it always seems to work. I have musician friends i love to play with on two continents. That has to be a good thing.

Has anyone seen my pants? I hate the cursed things but it's -4C (25F) here and dropping. Way colder than we've been all year. It dropped like 4C in an hour!

Fucking pants. Donde estas?

Hate them Hate them Hate them.

Will it really be 2011? When i was a kid, i thought i'd at least have a F@*king spaceship by now!

42 years old, no space ship.

It's just rather disappointing.

I'm going to bed. I'll fall asleep to something in 7/8 time. Tom Sawyer maybe. Or Money.

I am in love with Brian's sister, Elaine, who is visiting from Dublin. She is a writer and age appropriate. Venga!

miércoles, 15 de diciembre de 2010


Yes, it's Wednesday. Hard to keep track. Almost half of my classes are on different days every week. Doctors, executives. People with very demanding and time consuming jobs. And the holidays mess up people's schedules as well. But it's cool. Keeps it fresh,

Time goes by. Ever and ever. Xmas is almost here. It was once far away in the review mirror. It caught up with us. Like a good cat. They favor sneak attacks. And then something becomes dinner. Merry Xmas to all.

I am beat. Constant motion. You know how it is. Some time to chill and keep a low profile at Xmas will be nice. Once i find a new flat. Constant Motion.

0:07 hours. Take that James Bond!

I go sleeping. 3 classes in the morning then 2 more at night.
Then a heap on Fri too, in the afternoon and the University at night.

"Nighty... night..., you rabbit...."
-the Mad Scientist, Bugs Bunny

martes, 14 de diciembre de 2010

Requiem for the Damned

Okay. This is an article by Bleacher Report, which was sent to me in an email from the Seattle PI, a Seattle Newspaper (which for the record switched to online only like two years ago.)

10 Reasons Seattle Is In Perfect Position To Win The NFC West aka, Why Smoking Crack is Never a Good Idea;

This is madness. I think Atlanta is going to eat them for lunch. Their record on the East Coast sucks and as an NFL team, could you have a longer flight than from Seattle to Tampa? That game has 20-0 written all over it.

The Rams will probably make the playoffs this year. And they are the rising star in a division that reeks like a whoor's pleather mini skirt.

Lotsa work. Then three weeks off. Fuck. I might approach the CIA about coming out of 'retirement.' Just for a few weeks. I mean, i'm pretty close to the Middle East. Someone's got to get to the bottom of this whole business of Qatar getting the Word Cup. 1.7 million people and only 300,000 are citizens! Sepp Blatter (head of FIFA) says some other Middle East countries may host a few games. Who? Iran? Iraq? Long weekend in Fallujah! Lovely. Has the whole frakking world gone insane? Has it? Plus, it's 12oF in summer. They say they will have air-conditioned stadiums. That should help global warming.

What's next? Naked Lady Hoo Ha pics?

Sweet baby Jar Jar Binks! They exist!
But what the hell is that? It's like Dr. Seuss pornography! 'Who wears short shorts?' Nair Nair Nair! ASAP!

God may love you but i hate you

domingo, 12 de diciembre de 2010

bye bye

Nice weekend. The J&J Xmas party was yesterday. All guys, eating curry, drunk Brits singing Xmas carols, badly. I even played piano. But it was my own stuff, and they started singing over me (Drunken Brits!)

Lotsa hours this week.

Hawks were crushed. Ouch. Bye bye playoffs.

miércoles, 8 de diciembre de 2010

Sympathy for the Disheveled

I tried to warn you about Gino and Daddy G But i can't seem to get to you through the US mail
-Steely Dan

19:47 Captain's log;

This is the 901st blog since i started in Jan of 2007. Hard to believe. I expect to be back in the USA about the 1st of Aug, which means i should hit 1,000 entries before we are done. That's a post every 1.6 days. Almost 4 years. That's 1,461 days. Now that's what i call an exile. I'll try not make the last season suck (like Lost did.)

Today was a holiday, as was Monday. No class on Monday. One yesterday. Everyone took a
puente (bridge) weekend. What would be what we call a long weekend. I am cleaning my room. Looking for a new flat. Teaching. The endless cycle. I may try to sell my drums sooner rather than later. More space.

More fucking rain tomorrow. It's like London.
And laundry. Hard to dry laundry when it's been raining every day since last Friday.

But what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game

-The Rolling Stones

At least i have 7 or 8 hours of class tomorrow. Maybe another 4 on Friday.

If anyone hears of some teaching opportunities in the USA for someone of my somewhat varied background, please let me know.

Time to take out the trash. Then eat. And i need a goddamned light bulb too.


Damn. Do i know how to cook Paella Shrimp! Madre de dios! I think i ate a pound. I just skipped the rice.

I had to buy a new charger for my Mac. I guess it just died. Or Martin gnawed on it, although the place where i could see wire was in knot, so it could have just happened. However, i now only let him in my room when i am present. Chaperoned, i guess you could say.

I am just chilling tonight. Watching some more Battlestar Galactica. I can't recommend this new re-imagined version highly enough. I was talking about it last night with my friend Ashley, who turned me on to it about a year and a half ago. Intelligent. Gritty. It asks some really tough questions. If you watch it and don't like it you can make me eat a pound of shrimp. :)

Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint

So pardon me while i wax nostalgic. i mean, i am burning candles.

sábado, 4 de diciembre de 2010

Fair Warning

Tamara's last gig with us was a huge success. What the future holds for Fernando, Luis and i, well who knows. It doesn't really matter to me. We got a recording and a video, all of which should be good quality. I need to focus on other things.

I got home at 2:30 and was utterly exhausted after about 25 hours of class, lots of traveling and then the gig.

My friend Jason, from Iowa, is having a party at 9 and i'll got to that. Then home early. Much sleeping to be done. Lunes y Miercoles are Holidays (Constitution Day and then Immaculate Conception.) Do these people ever work?

Mum was concerned about the last post. She called offering lawyers, guns, and money. I took her up on the money. I asked for crossbows instead (i hate firearms.) And i already have a lawyer in American Laura. She implored me to come home and find a job, but i have one here. The MBA Program job will really help me get work in the USA, methinks.

I am 92.8 percent sure i will leave Spain for good in August. Pull me off the grill, cuz i'm done. I don't need to stew in my own juices any longer. I'll look for jobs via Internet starting in January. I'm thinking of going to Maine where i can teach, be a lobster fisherman and kayak on the weekends.

Somebody said "Fair warning to all"
Lord, strike that poor boy down!
-Van Halen

domingo, 28 de noviembre de 2010

Fin de Noviembre

What happened to the NY Giants? They are dropping faster than a quarter dropped of the Empire State Building.

Hawks have a huge game at home vs. KC, an old AFC West rival from my youth. HOME: KC, Atlanta, Carolina, St. Louis - AWAY: Tampa Bay and San Fran. If they win the 4 home games they are in the playoffs. The only loss at home came to the Giants.

The gig went well. Everybody loved it, but we only got to play 9 songs because the bar owners were a bunch of assholes and the DJ started to play over us at 00:15. The people who came to see us were pissed off. At least we play at a good place on Fri for our last show of the year, maybe ever. With Pete and Tamara leaving, who knows. And then one of the asshole bartenders started taking my drum stuff in the back room when we were obviously bringing it to the car. When he wouldn't listen to me i called him a Cabron. That got the lame ass' attention. He was like " I'm throwing you out!" And i was like, "you can't throw me out cuz i'm leaving you moron." I was waiting outside for Fernando and the bartender came out and was yelling at me, behind a giant bouncer. I was just waiting for Fernando to get his stuff, and my jacket, by the car which was right outside the door. After ten minutes of this, I called the bouncer a maricon (faggot) because he was hiding behind the bouncer. The bouncer ran at me and pushed me and i pushed him back. The bartender pushed me from the blind side at the same time (Faggot) and i pushed him back. I was just trying to wait by the car and mind my own business. Assholes. Then Fernando came out, called them both assholes, and we left.

footnote: Obviously, i don't have any problem with gay people. I just can't express myself as well in Spanish to say "You effeminate yuppie asshole."

That's the last time i ever play a gig with Juan's band. He was the one who booked Cats where i got mugged, where the bouncers where assholes afterwards and told the police a bunch of lies.

Juan is a doormat. If someone tells him how to jump he says "How high?" He was like, "They are really nice guys." I going to get a pit bull to chew Juan's balls off. Then i'll tell him, "he's a really nice dog."

And i'm just tired, in general, of all these Spanish assholes. They are morons.

I am looking for a new place cuz my landlady is a lying whore and delivered none of the things she said she would. I'd just finish in Dec and come home if it wasn't for the job at the University. But come Jul 12th, i will be ending my self imposed Spanish Exile. I am too old for all this bullshit.

But i will endure. We shall overcome...yada yada yada. Okay - time to clean my room and get ready to pack.

- - -

Here's the call by Steve Raible; "KC back to punt. Cox blocks it! Cox blocks it!"

Cox Blocks. Hee hee. Thomas recovered and ran it into the end zone. TD 'Hawks. 7-7.

- - -

21 - 17 and then Fatback throws an awful interception. Carrol is doing a nice job piecing a competitive team in a crap division, but it's time to draft a QB and rebuild. "I officially declare the Hasslebeck Era over."

So let it be written, so let it be done.

Ha. He trapped it! No INT. But they are still punting, which is okay cause i have John Ryan as my punter in fantasy football. All the same, Hasslebeck era done.

I hate Kansas Shity. The team. The place is a hell hole. They are St Louis' ghetto neighbor.

The Seahawks are an ugly football team. I am somehow able to watch them free on And STL is winning in Denver.


Seattle lost. St. Louis won.

I'll be in this flat til Jan 1. This weekend i can start looking again in earnest. I look forward to things being boring and quiet someday. Maria said i can always go back to Getafe with her.

I must be damned!

Never going to happen. Oh well. Just run with it i suppose.

I am better now. This is my life. It is what it is. I feel much better. I shall persevere as i always have.

And then i'm getting the fuck out of here.

Whew. That was cathartic. AT least i didn't tweet God that i hated him for dropping a pass like Steve Johnson of the Bills.

God already knows i hate him.

martes, 23 de noviembre de 2010


things i am Thankful for;

all my private students that pay me their hard earned Euros
music / drums / lyrics /
From Lost to the River
Wayward Platypus
Walkers Thai Sweet Chili Crisps (all natural!)
This spicy sardine sandwich


Whew! Got home at 23:15 tonite. Work at 9:30 manana. Then work til 7 and cook Tday dinner for Paloma y Maria. A busy good life.


lunes, 22 de noviembre de 2010

I am re-watching the new Battlestar Galactica, a year after i first saw it. It is incredibly elaborate. There's so much i didn't understand the first time. It's even better the second time, which is a hell of a boast.

Listening to:

The Final Cut - Pink Floyd
Wheels of Fire (disc 1) - Cream
Happiness on the Road (Tilburg, Nov. '08) - Marillion

When you're one of the few
And you land on you feet,

what do you do to make ends meet?
-Pink Floyd

Low 50's, high 40's everyday now, which isn't so bad.

The Giants lost yesterday too. What a bummer. But Michael Vick is the Story of the year i guess. He's paid the price, so i'm happy for him. Except i hate all things that combine Philadelphia/sports.

....Through anonymous windows...

I really think the next band i want to be in is a power trio. I think i'm ready and can hold up my end of the bargain. What i lack in chops i can hold up with weirdness.

domingo, 21 de noviembre de 2010

a week?

Has it really been a week since i blogged? Where the hell have i been? Saw Joe Satriani on Thursday with Paloma. It was a date. It was fun. We'll do it again.

Satriani was unbelievable.

Paloma was pretty awesome too.

And then band practice tonight. We sounded less than stellar but we'll work it out for the gig on Sat. I think emotions are running high with Tamara leaving. It's official that Pete will leave now too, which i knew was inevitable. No worries. Once Pete tells Fernando, he and Luis and i will carry on, or we won't. I'd like to be a power trio. Play instrumentals and i could sing the odd song.

Seahawks are being demolished by the Saints. Big surprise! The winner of the NFC West will have a worse record than the wild card. But St. Louis is losing to Atlanta, so the 'Hawks may stay in first place. A record of 9-7 will win likely win the division. 10-6 for sure.

lunes, 15 de noviembre de 2010

Ferengi Love Child, part two

Ok! Going to see Joe Satriani at La Riviera with Paloma on Thurs. It's a date i suppose. I mean i asked her and she said 'yes.' Do i know how to show a girl a good time or what? Take a girl to a Prog Rock show! I mean, if this works out, she'll have to accept me for what I am. And then maybe we'll be together for a dozen years ago and then she'll gone insane for a three year period and i'll change continents again. But this time i want to be the one with a love child.

Do i hear Asia anyone? Going once....

Just kidding, Mum.

We have all been here before
We have all been here before

-Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young

domingo, 14 de noviembre de 2010

Tonight's the Night

Seattle's season rides on today's game in Arizona. Snap out of it and win on the road, or hand the division title to St. Louis. What the what?!! The running game has done nothing. The QB's have been like shooting tin cans on a fence for opposing defenders thanks to a porous O-line. And they are still in first place. What the what?!!


The above was contributed by Martin. The minute i leave my MacBook he's standing on it for warmth and typing gibberish from the weight of his pads. He's macabre bastard, judging by what he typed.

Seahawks are up 17-10 at half. They were stopped on 4th a centimeter (me so European) and Hass by be hurt. It's the thumb on the non-throwing hand so it should be okay. But if Charlie has to play the 2nd half we may be boned. Work at 11:00. 6 hours manana. Finish at 9. Back to the grind. No Grad School this week, but still about 25 hours or so, and just as many on the Metro.

Why is it so hot in my room? I had the heater on for 20 minutes, but that was 2 hours ago. Now over - toasty. That electric heater is amazing.

Hawks D looks good so far. They need more points. Whitehurst is in, but Hass is warming up. Weisswurst does not inspire me with confidence.

29-10 Seattle. Hass came back. Guess it was the wrist. Maybe The Forty-Whiners can beat the Lambs and Seattle will be alone in 1st again. At New Orleans next week. Then KC at home. Carolina t home as well. Then at SF.

SF scored. After having 3 TD's called back. Unreal.

20-17. Rams on the move. They are on the SF 38. Come on SF! Rams to the 18. Not good.

Good practice tonight. Gig in two weeks. No Tamara. She was in Mallorca so we just played them instrumental which is tough.

Rams win toss. 3 and out. SF just crossed the 50. The Jets and Browns went to overtime too.

It was idiotic for the NFL to go to 4 divisions per conference. Idiotic.

Speaking of idiotic, SF got a 22 yard pass interference call. Seemed like a bad call. At least the weenies on STL radio said that. Whiners win!

Seahawks in first. Cry weenies. Cry!

sábado, 13 de noviembre de 2010

The Sheriff and Omar Sharif

* First 4 classes of the Year at Univerisdad de Europea, Done.
* I am reading my first novel ever in Spanish; El Leon, La Bruja y El Ropero (The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe). Hooray for me! I am also writing a new erotic short story, The Liar, The Bitch and Her Bathrobe, only based on the original loosely, like the way the Bathrobe is tied. It should be done early next month. I know you're proud Mum. Thank you. We're all quite proud of me.
*Gig Nov 27th - headline
*Gig Dec 3rd opening, but we're actually better than the second band. Luis, their bassist, is the one who joined our band after the gig.
*And maybe one on the 10th, then bye bye Tamara. Bye Bye Pete.
*I had lunch with this Scottish Gal, Francesa, today. It was a date, but no real spark there. But she does have a girlfriend who sings and will send me her #. She's Scottish and Greek (Que Caliente!).
* I was out til 4:30 for Katrina's birthday. Then lunch. Now Shrimp and yellow rice, then Battlestar Galactica Marathon numero dos. Then sleep. Sweet, glorious, seductive sleep. Martin is asleep next to me on my comforter. He loves me. I love him, but he's no Fripp. He's never been trained properly. With me, Fripp learned how things worked by the time was a year old.

Then Josie drew his gun real fast
Gave the sheriff one big blast
And Josie was a song at last
A legend from the past
Nobody ever messed with the sheriff
-Emerson, Lake and Palmer

Also, for reasons i'll never comprehend, Fripp hates Omar Sharif. Also fans from all Philadelphia sports teams. But hell, that's just common sense.

martes, 9 de noviembre de 2010

Everything in its right place (Coochie Coo)

Okay. I was grading a simple homework assignment. The young ladies last name is Borbón Cuchi´. They use two surnames, your father's, then your mother's.

Borbon is Bourbon, of which i'm a big fan. And Cuchi´ sounds awful close to Coochie, a word often used as slang for vagina, of which i am also a fervent advocate.

So her last name is Bourbon Vagina. I love both those things!

Sometimes everything is in it's Right place. I love teaching!

domingo, 7 de noviembre de 2010

Bad Sports Day

Seahawks crushed by the Giants. Luckily i missed it. But Atletico lost to Real in the Derby. Hijo de puta! Bad sports day. They happen.

It was Tam's birthday and Fernando had to bail out of practice, so Pete, Tam and i just tooled around all day from bar to bar. It was great fun. I shall miss her when she goes. She mentioned recently that she sees me as a mentor in music. I am flattered, and while i've tried to be, it hardly seems possible that i could do that for someone. It seems like just a few years ago i was learning how to play.

Time progresses faster than you fucking think it will.

sábado, 6 de noviembre de 2010

The Martinis Have Landed

We had a Martini night last night at Maria's. I worked, went to the fisio, talked with Ashley about singing for us, came home, showered and then went to Getafe. Maria and her friend, Paloma, are starting a business so i am helping them write a business plan. Back in the Machine! I really do love marketing though. And they want to teach Spanish to foreigners, so there may be some crossover and work for me if people want to learn English. And Paloma's awesome. Funny, cute, can hold her Martinis. These are all things i look for in a woman. Crazy, but the needle's not in the red. We shall see what happens there. If we were ever a thing it would drive Maria nuts!

Happy happy, joy joy!
-Ren, Ren and Stimpy

miércoles, 3 de noviembre de 2010

California Screaming

The Republicans won the House. No surprise there. How quickly people forget.

So... Let us first remember Florida, who in 2000, under 'curious' circumstances, couldn't count their votes correctly, had hanging chads (at first i thought it was an STD) and made W Bush the president of the United States (who's brother was coincidentally the Governor), thus sending the nation on a colonoscopy of Satan's bowels

Hibbert: What you need is a good, long rest. I suggest Florida.
: Florida? But that's America's wang!
-The Simpsons

And the state of California, which i hate in my very core, has voted AGAINST legalizing marijuana. They are broke and need the tax money. It's basically legal there already. They voted AGAINST gay marriage in 2008 and now AGAINST legalizing marijuana in 2010. Yet they voted for Arnold Schwarzenegger in 2003 and 2006! And it's the state where i learned that my ex-wife cheated on me (and eventually that she got knocked up by another guy). Personally, i am looking forward to the future mammoth earthquake when California falls into the sea.

lunes, 1 de noviembre de 2010

All Saints Day

Today was a holiday. How surprising! Listening to Giants / Rangers. Come on Giants. DO it for Manhattan which you abandoned years ago. But i think Texas will win tonight. SF will finish them off at home. Maybe. Remember game 6 in 2002? The Giants blew a 5-0 lead in the 7th, i believe it was. And they lost in 7. No WS ring for Barry Boo-onds. Que Pena (what a shame)!

Come Giants. 3 outs away. Bottom of the 9th. i would have left Lincecum in.

K'd Hamilton. 1 out.

Vlad lines out. 2 out.

Struck out Cruz on a 3-2 pitch. Giants win.

And with the Cowboys sucking beyond belief, can we now just go back to pretending Texas doesn't exist?

viernes, 29 de octubre de 2010

Rehabilitation Day

The Hanging Gardens of Hernan Cortes, Madrideology vi

Well, my first day teaching the MBA program went very well. We look at the re-branding of Malboro Lights as Marlboro Gold in the USA. Phrasal verbs for business, Tell vs. Say, Make vs. Do, and what happens when 'green' products don't work as well as the former ones because of changes to the formula. Thrilling isn't it?

They are all in their 20's and i am old. Oh well. I can live with that. At least i hope to.

Marteen is at my feet. Crazy bastard. He has issues. He will suck my earlobe if i let him (i do not).

Mum's Mully is the only other cat i've ever seen do that.



Shitty luck?

It's hard to know.

Alright, time to do my facturas (bills) for the academies i work for. Then rehabilitate my room. Then happy hour. Then work out some songs with Pete. Then a party for Tamara's boyfriend, Andres, who is leaving for Swinden, England tomorrow. It's a hell hole and that's why Tam is leaving, for his job with Bose. Oh well. I'll talk with our potential new singer manana.

Go Giants! Texas winning the WS is just plain unacceptable.

martes, 26 de octubre de 2010

Mountain Time

Okay. Monday is a holiday - All Saints Day. Maybe it's time to get out of the city. Go to the Mountains.



I should just sleep.

Nighty-night rabbit.

First Day

A Stick in God's Eyeball; Madrideology v

That's the Torre Picaso, where i work 4 times a week.

All is well. Exhausted, but having fun. I administered the oral part of the examination today at the University. No tongue depressors were involved although i'm not sure why.

I am listening to Rush playing A Farewell to Kings live in Tuscon in '78. Lovely. I taught Rush's Cygnus X-1 Books I and II in class yesterday. One gal had given her presentation on astrophysics and black holes and dwarf stars (and she's also HOT if you were wondering), so i had to teach Cygnus (For those of you who don't know, it is the story of and astronaut going through a black hole, and if you don't know, what the hell is wrong with you?) Mum is the only one excepted from this (she much prefers Limelight and the rest of the first side of Moving Pictures.)

I am in a walking coma state. It's good to be home. And whenever i blog, knowing that you crazy folks out there have been reading this for close to four years now, i am home as well.


is it any wonder that the monkey's confused?
-Roger Waters

sábado, 23 de octubre de 2010

2 minutes

Listening to
Fleetwood Mac - Fleetwood Mac

Van Halen I - Van Halen

Diver Down - Van Halen

Absent lovers - King Crimson

Live from Largo, MD 1984 - Rush

Seahawks are up 9-0. It's raining like hell and it's going to be a "pound the ball" kind of game. The Seahawks Dfense has been pretty good for about 5 of the 7 games they've played (Denver and St. Louis the D was horrid.)
Jammed today. Did two new tunes, one original. The other one was 'Cocaine' by Clapton. Tamara and i will change the lyrics and the title will be 'In Spain.'

What i love about listening to the radio feed is that you get the hometown coverage. The Seahawks radio team is Steve Rable and Warren Moon. Hawks lead 19-10 in 4th. Nothing is easy for the Seahawks. Anderson replaced Hall at QB in the 2nd half and has been much better. SF and STL both lost close games. The Seahawks will be in control of the division (even if it is shite) if they win today.

Eeesh. I am tired. 5 classes tomorrow which is 7 hours. Start at 11:00, finish at 22:30. But i'll read on the bus/metro and eat lunch during that time as well.

Practice on Sunday kind of wears me out too.

So i ironed my clothes for the week while listening to the Hawks. Marshawn Lynch and Mike Williams of the Hawks are crushing for me in Fantasy Football. Olindo Mare just kicked his 5th field goal of the game and 30th in a row (going back to last year.) 22-10 Seahawks.

High of 72F today. High 60's - low 70's is the forecast this week. I love this weather. Fall is great in Madrid. Some leaves have just started to turn. A lot are still green.

The Hawks are at the 2:00 minute warning. They should soon be in 1st place, mid-season, for the first time since..., hell, i don't even know. A few years i guess. Hawks win!

Good Night.

Texas, a baseball black hole

The Yanks are done. They were out-classed by Texas.
Texas. Did i just say that? But between great pitching and torrid hitting, the Yanks could not solve the Rangers. I hope San Fran beats both Phillie and Texas. If it's Philly vs. Texas then i hope they play 35 inning game 7 until Bud Slug dies of a heart attack and all the players drop of exhaustion and the 2010 season goes down with 1904 and 2004 as the only years without a world series champion. Why no WS in 1904? Because John McGraw, Manager of the NY Giants, refused to play the AL Champion Boston Americans because they played in a 'minor' or 'junior' league. McGraw also hated Ban Johnson, President of the AL. Who doesn't loving a good pissing contest?!

And now the ever-so-likeable state of Texas, gets another shot at their first WS. Houston went once and was beaten by the White Sox in 2005. Texas never even has won a playoff series until this year.

And Ron Washington, who's done a great job, tested positive for cocaine use in 2009. As a manager! Wow!

Can't we just give Texas their independence and call it a day?

The following has been brought to you by The Spanish Exile Blog, where useless knowledge lives.

Preparing for my first hour class at the university on Thurs. I have oral testing (that sounds gross!) on Tuesday. I better wear a body condom.

Been on a Yes jag all day. Listening to:

Closer to the Edge
Going for the One
Tales of Topographic Oceans (disc 1)

Lots of prep work. 26 hours this week. Maybe 28, if i can wedge 2 more in somehow. Tomorrow i'll prep for my regular classes. At least i didn't have to work Fri, Sat, or tomorrow.
We jam at 17:00 tomorrow. Then Listen to Seahawks/Arizona for the right to first place in the NFC West (also known as
Worst, Weak, Worthless, Wart division.) But hell, i'll take it. They'll probably tie. Then work at 11:00 on Monday.

Eat, drink, teach, poop.

viernes, 22 de octubre de 2010

The ever changing river

Ugh. I am exhausted. Classes and meetings to prep for the University course that starts next week. A Jay's work never ends. House fine. Martin is fine (gato loco). Ahhh. i am listening to a live version of Squonk from 1978. I remember when we used to play that song with Homer and the Doughnuts.

I am old.

Off to meet Pete and happy hour. The band is changing. Tamara is leaving in Dec. and Pete probably in Jan. However, i've already contacted a potential new lead singer and new guitarist, both of whom i know well and have played with before. We'll have at least 2 gigs with tam, maybe three. If this happens i will be the sole 'original' member. I'll be like Fleetwood without the Mac! Well, it's cool. We'll see what Fernando wants to do. And then we'll take it from there. Nothing ever stays the same, does it? I guess that's good. I'd hate to be watching Happy Days right now. Seriously.

Okay. Left foot - right foot. Left foot - right foot.

martes, 19 de octubre de 2010

Drown with Me

(The Endless River; Madrideograpghy iv)

Put a bullet in my brain, and it makes all the papers
-David Bowie

I hate banks. I hate insurance companies. Never ending phone calls. Never ending gaffs. I had to cancel my credit card at Citi Bank on Spet 30th because i canceled my Health Insurance at Kaiser Permanente (I have insurance now here through Sanitas (tied to United Health Care) for 1/5 of the price. But when i called Kaiser to find out where to fax my cancellation, they said they would still auto debit my account. I asked why.

"Because you need to give us 4 weeks notice."

"That's ridiculous, " i said.

"I'm sorry you feel that way," she said, reading off of a card.

"ANYONE would feel that way! A month to cancel an auto debit!" You would too if you weren't reading off of a script and had an independent or empathetic thought in your echoing skull.
So i canceled the card. It took two phone conversations of over 30 minutes to cancel the card. I told them to send it to the same Citibank on Calle Orense that they've sent it to 2x because they were hacked. They said they couldn't look up the address. I had to look it up on the Internet, which is hard when you are in a phone booth at a Locutorio. When i went last week the card wasn't there. SO i called today. After almost an hour on the phone, and talking to six different people, each one more of an Epsilon Minus Semi-Moron than the other, i found out that they recalled it because they expected fraud. But they never called me, neither in Spain or at Mom's. This idiot woman told me, "we did try to call." What does TRY mean.
Did the buttons give you trouble Tootz?

I said, "well what number did you call?"

"I can't give that number out."

"What! I've given you all my account info, the other person's name on the account and my password six times! Fuck!"

"Hanging up because of the language. Good-bye."

Plus they were all speaking so low and could BARELY speak English. They were all in Kentucky, or nation's asshole. It will take 4 days. SO then i had to talk to someone to be sure i could use my debit card. I have been waiting three weeks to get my new crown for my tooth, but i need my credit card to pay for it!

And then, the train to Arganda Del Rey, for my 4-6pm class, had an indefinite stop because a passenger got sick. I had to call Carmen and cancel.
What a day. What a few weeks. What a life!

I live in a no-man's land between lunacy and exhaustion.

One scrap of good news; this class at the University is a graduate course on Business English and also prep for the TOEFL (Test Of English as a Foreign Language). Both of these things will be very handy on my CV my i return to the US. Officially now, i will be here until July 2011 as I have a contract through July 12 with the University. Unless I drown myself in the Manzanares River first.

Man. Two references to suicide in one post. Who am i, Bruce Springsteen? That's another crazy thing i've never been able to understand about the folks who want Born to Run to be the NJ anthem. It has two references to suicide. Don't we from Jersey have enough trouble with our branding?

Baby this town rips the bones from your back
Its a death trap, it's a suicide rap

- - -
I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss
- - -
The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive Everybody's out on the run tonight but there's no place left to hide

Damn. That's like three suicide references, really.

But some days, like today, merit it.

lunes, 18 de octubre de 2010

Thru the Eyes of Kurt Rambis, part II

Kurt Rambis (left)

Worked six hours today. Two got moved to Miercoles.

The Seahawks finally won away from home. A very important game at home next week vs. Arizona. The only way a team gets in the playoffs from that division is to win it.

Tired. Long day but it was good. Starting to get cold here in the morning. Like freaking winter. Then it gets to like 64 around two or three o' clock.

I was just ironing to Rush. I am such a nerd.

Happy Birthday Pat Smith! I always loved dinosaurs. Always.

So on an occasion as momentous as this, everything seems a bit wobbly. Like the world must look to Kurt Rambis.

sábado, 16 de octubre de 2010

Catnip and Gravy

The CAT who did SQUAT; by Dr. Sasquatch; Madrideology iii

That's Martin (MAR-TEEN, like 'Gangrene'), sleeping in my bed. He's a good cat. He greets me at my bedroom door in the morning. He's a heat whoor.

all i can remember is what i am
i cannot forget what i was
i try to be what i can be
and then the whole thing just kind of goes to hell

-Ancient Proverb of Atlantis (not Atlanta)

time has flown. Its mid-October. I love all of you people (anyone who has read this for over three years is really hard-core.) I spoke to Mum on the phone yesterday, which was very nice. Always nice to hear her voice. Hell, her voice IS my voice. I talk just like her. Same cadence, same lilt. Exact.

I just sound more like a Muppet.

I'm willing to live with that.

Speaking words of wisdom
let it be
-The Beatles

viernes, 15 de octubre de 2010

Univeristy Professor

Arbol y Pintada; (Plaza Colon) Madrideology ii

Things are looking up. After a rough week with 9.5 hours canceled because of Spain Day, It appears that i will have between 26 - 30 hours in regular week. Also, I am going to be teaching at a University in the North from 6:30 - 10:30 on Friday Evenings. It's a post/grad class. I need to buy one of those blazers with the ugly patches on the arms. It will be heavy on business and marketing, which is right in my zone. Wow. I am really stunned by this turn of events, but so happy! It's an escuela de negocios (a business School.) Me, teaching at a University/graduate level. Has the world gone mad?!! MADrid. Oh yeah. I guess it has. I'm so happy i could poop my pants. No, wait a moment. I just have to take the Poop D'Jour.

IEDE escuela de negocios

martes, 12 de octubre de 2010

Return of the Giant Hedgehog

In the Mauve room, Madridiography #1

So this is part of my new photography project; Madridiography; a goodbye to the city that has hosted me all these years.

My head looks ginormous because my hair is so short. Que Pena!

Sadly, since this photo was taken, The Hedgehog was busted for selling coke. Oh how the mighty fall!

Go Rays!

listening to;

Santana III / Santana
Cosmic Egg / Wolfmother
Emergent / Gordian Knot

lunes, 11 de octubre de 2010

SPANISH DAY / soil myself

Cristobal Colon

Got just one class tomorrow, a make up from today. I have a few make-up hours on Fri too. I'll take all the hours i can. I love teaching. Money is good to pay for stuff.

Happy Columbus day! Same holiday as Spanish Day. They more celebrate the spread of Spanish / Latin influence. That was 500 years ago. Five hundred years! Damn, time flies. As is a constant theme in this blog, they just haven't done much lately. It makes you wonder how long the SPANISH (meaning Iberia) culture will last. But it's been here a long time. They were once the super power. It's hard for me to imagine, really. I mean, there's lots of stuff i really enjoy about Madrid, but, this country being a super power? No i can't imagine it, and i most certainly would soil myself if i did.

But they did pay for an Italian dude to discover a new route to the East Indies. And he discovered the NEW WORLD. Of course the natives and the Vikings already knew it was there. But he put it on the map for all of Europe.

I know all about the ugly pilgrim thing
Entertainers bring May flowers
-Liz Phair

domingo, 10 de octubre de 2010

Homeless No More


I feel so lazy. 16:32 and I haven't done a thing. Slept til 14:00. Just exhausted. Must set up room.

Tuesday is Spain Day (To celebrate Cristobal Colon)

music to decorate by-

A Trick of the Tail / Genesis

Black Country Communion / Black Country Communion
Strange Beautiful Music / Joe Satriani
8 Days Later / The pineapple Thief
Live from Paris Theatre, London, ) Oct. 3, 1971 - Pink Floyd

Axis: Bold As Love / Jimi Hendrix


A bit of headway. Putting fall clothes in drawers. Hanging up collared shirts. It should all fit but my room is going to look like an Escher painting. It will be Feng Shui -less. Ah... life as an outlaw.

Football and baseball start in an hour.

I should eat something. And get coffee. Sweet adorable coffee.

Cool and rainy. I don't think the heat is on, but i have my little plug in heater. I'll send you pics once this beast is tamed.

NO Seahawks today. NO Atletico (it's an international qualifying week.) Nothing enticing to listen to while i reconstruct. The South's Reconstruction was nothing compared to this. Time to get back to the Chain Gang.


Two cups of potent coffee, fried eggs, chips and chorizo. Switch my cleaning switch to on!


Elena kind of fought me about doing my own laundry. She did some of ours together. Whites etc. But it's kind of a pain in the balls. Just get the fuck out of my way and let me do the laundry. I don't need a mom to do it. I've done it for years. The last girl to live her still as her desk here but she's taking it. Elena gave me screwdrivers to take it apart (you're welcome.) However, it was from fucking IKEA, and needed an allen wrench. I abandoned the idea of taking it apart and just lifted it, and the top came off. Elena was freaking out. I was like, "i just lifted it, it's not broken." And maybe the other bitch should have cleared her shit out before i moved in.

Then i was hanging laundry and i could hear our temporary housemate, Jonas, talking about grad school historical shit ( He's here to research the Spanish Civil War - "i was like, what do you want to know, seriously.") Anyway, it was quite geeky and surreal.

When i went into the interior outside atrium we have to hang the clothes, she asked me to close the sitting room door because Martin (the cat) was alseep under the blanket and she didn't want me to wake him. Seriously? Okay, even if my Espanol is a bit off, you are crazy.

Why me? Why can't i find one normal person to live with? I just want to keep to myself when i am home. I'll stay in my room. You won't even know i'm here. Just let me be.

Obsessive people drive me nuts.

Ironic, I know.

Hopefully it will all blow over. If i have to, i'll just take the place by force. And then disappear. Because i don't exist.

I never existed.

I'm just a voice decaying in the wind.

sábado, 9 de octubre de 2010

Zero Hours

My Mac Book tells me the time now, on the hour, in a female voice. The cyber chick just said "It's 00:00 hours." Zero hours. That's fudged up man. It sounds like it's the dawn of time. The first hominid to smash another one in the head to get the last banana.

I got all my stuff to my place. It was raining which meant i had to wipe of all the drums when i got home. The i ate Chinese. Then i went to the first jam of the new school year. We were without our bassist, but it was fun. Then i ate some of Elena's homemade pate with bread and now i am chilling.

I rearranged my room this morning and tomorrow i'll have to tweek it to best fit my stuff and the drums. I met Sauron, the mover, at Maria's in Getafe. We packed my stuff and then went to Madrid (to Laura's) and got the drums. And then came here. I am exhausted. Haven't played drums in 6 weeks. That's unheard of. Wrist and elbow getting better.

We have a gig Dec 3rd and i think Nov 28th. It felt good to play those songs again. It's nice to play our songs.

Tomorrow is week 5 of Fantasy Football, which i love. 1/3 thru the regular fantasy season. I'm in first in our division, Kev in 2nd and Mike in 3rd. The other division is 2 dudes we don't know and Mel. Mel is in 2nd. But there's a lot of football left and those bye weeks and really throw a spanner in the works.

Winner gets ..... guess! Jamon!

I am watching Wall Street 2. Two songs from the last David Byrne/Brian Eno alb win in the film at the beginning. Very cool. Three actually. Wow.

Texas is up 1-0 in game 3 and looking to KO Tampa Bay. I never would have thought. I think this would be Texas' first time in the ALCS. I just checked it - yes it would be. Actually they've never even won a playoff series! They were the original Washington Senators.

"it's one hours."

The Rays tied it up. 1-1. I hate Texas. The team and the state. Arlington is a tin and plastic hell hole.

Strange overtones in the music you are playing
-Byrne / Eno.

jueves, 7 de octubre de 2010

Gollum's Grandfather

The Yanks won. Cheers to all you Yankers; Jim, Kev, Mum, Seester. I was able to listen to it on for free! Thank you Bud Selig (Bud Slug). Now please go get your sheep's blood transfusion and vitamin enema so that you can cheat death for another ten years.

The Mets will rise again. Maybe 2017.

Jueves evening. Praise Jah. One class tomorrow. Then Tuesday is a holiday. Spanish Day or something. They rotate like every three years. Every day is a holiday here in Spain. There is a reason why they haven't been a world power since 1898. And don't forget 1588, that whole destruction of the Spanish Armada thingy.

But this is home. Or not. It's hard to tell sometimes. I have two homes, at the moment.

00:28 and i'm already in bed! Hooray. Weekend!

Two continents. Two pairs of clean boxers left. Two left feet. Too many classes and not enough clones. To clown around or not to clown around? That is the question. That's all folks.

Heaven is a place
A place where nothing
Nothing ever happens
-Talking Heads

miércoles, 6 de octubre de 2010

The Gathering of Stuff

The black queen chants The funeral march,
The cracked brass bells will ring;
To summon back the fire witch
To the court of the crimson king.
-King Crimson

Looks like we'll move my stuff on Sat. Gotta go to Maria's and Laura's and bring my stuff here.

I like Martin the cat. He's friendly, inquisitive and loco. I like that in a cat.

Listening to Van Halen II. They sure did a lot of covers in their career. Not their best album.

Classes are progressing. I have 23.5 hours a week, if some aren't canceled (seems like some always are).

I will actually have some time on Friday to buy some food and stuff like that. That'll be nice.

So who wins the World Series?

Not the Yankees. Not Minnesota. Not Texas.

Tampa in the AL, i guess.

Not Atlanta. Not San Fran.

I guess this Philly/Cincy series will decide it. - Whoa! Halladay just pitched a no-no!

Advantage Philly.

martes, 5 de octubre de 2010


Still here. Long day. Then dinner with the younger Babylon Sister. Now home. Home. Por fin.

Still feels like i'm in a nice hostel. And i have to think to come home on the Metro. But then i figure it out quickly enough. I'm only one stop away from last year.

In ways, i'm only one stop away from lots of stuff.

i have always been here
-Pink Floyd

lunes, 4 de octubre de 2010


Home, home again
It's good to be here when i can
-Pink Floyd

After 117 days of homelessness, i am finally here. Thanks to all of you who put me up this past spring/summer/fall. "I have always depended on the kindness of strangers." I am listening to Pink Floyd's Echoes, which is pretty good as compilations go. The window is open and the cool air feels good. Elena and i only speak Spanish, which is great for me. And i like Martin (Mar-teen) the gato. He loves me. All cats love me. And we have power! But after a month of traveling from Getafe to Madrid, and returning to Geta this weekend, i am tired in my soul. On a positive note, who knew i had one?

sábado, 2 de octubre de 2010

Ready Gas Masks

Well, it seems i was not unaffected by the strike. Although i made it to all my classes, it affected Fenosa, the power company. My landlady, Elena, paid her bill on an unlucky day. A new computer operated somehow did something so that NONE of the bills paid that day got credit. And Oct 1 was a Friday. So all those people have no power til Monday. So i got there with a suitcase to find that we had no power, which = no stove, no warm showers, - nothing. So i am back at Maria's til Monday. Luckily i always pack my gas mask with me. Escape from Getafe and Eartha Kitt seem impossible.

miércoles, 29 de septiembre de 2010

Come Hell or High Water

Huelga General

There is a general strike today. I should be able to get to Madrid on the Cercanias (the Train). And then the Metro will be running at 20%. People are protesting the Government cutbacks, but the government doesn't have enough money. So what do they do? They bring the capital to a standstill, making the recession worse. Brilliant. I don't have class til 14:00. There is one train every hour. I'll catch the 12:56. I have 5 hours of classes and they majority are private students who pay the same day. So i will be there come hell or high water.