domingo, 7 de agosto de 2011

a quiet happy place


There's something solid forming in the air,

And the wall of death is lowered in Times Square.

No-one seems to care,

They carry on as if nothing was there.

The wind is blowing harder now,

Blowing dust into my eyes.

The dust settles on my skin,

Making a crust I cannot move in

And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on the freeway....


Hot. It's always hot. You start sweating in June and you don't stop til September. And this has been a relatively cool summer for Madrid. When i get back to the USA i'm setting up residency in Alaska. And then i'm going to run for Governor. I mean, how hard can it actually be? Look at recent predecessors (a quiet happy place..., i'm in a quiet happy place, yes i am...)! And cold. SO gorgeously beautifully cold up there.

Listening to;

The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway - Genesis (have not listened to the studio album in so long)
Close and personal vol 1 - Suzanne Vega

Lolo is sleeping. Good for him.

Maria and i went to the San Lorenzo Festival in Lavapies. I had a Catalan sausage sandwich that was divine. Madrid is full of Saints festivals in August. Next week - Paloma in La Latina.

She's fine. She's really serious about starting a business together; teaching English. She wants to teach kids, what she went to college for. I'd just keep doing what i'm doing but we're looking into a way to legalize me. So, it's worth looking into.

She has good ideas. And she's attractive and personable. She just needs some assistance from someone with experience launching a business or product- and here i am. The government is giving all sorts of assistance to people starting businesses. It paid for Maria's web design course.

So, we'll see what happens. New Horizons await me. Today Madrid, tomorrow Juneau.

I am so lazy today. Damn heat. Damn Republicans. Damn refrigerator that keeps running out of beer.

Get moving!!!!!

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