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Bang! In The Morning
November 7th, 2009
No, it is not what you are thinking. Let me explain; Juanita and I were driving around in the neighborhoods in Denver looking for … I don’t remember … and found this restaurant called Bang !
Bang ! has the main entrance throught an alley, a very city like concept. Of course Juanita wanted to have a picture next to the sign that points to her saying “bang!”. Coincidence? perhaps.
2001 Bathroom Memories
March 30th, 2009
A Train Full of Windows
January 26th, 2008
Rio Piedras, Puerto Rico
August 9, 2007. Late at night in my parent’s house
- Stop the world that I want to get off!! -
A co-worker screamed once, from his cubicle, while facing some problems with his computer.
“Fascinating” – I thought.
Life is this train we didn’t ask to be put on. It is a train we have been put on because our other afterlife train has been re-route, delayed or cancelled. Once we are in this train you can’t get off. This train doesn’t, but, go through a funny railroad called world. You can stay in your seat and just look through the window. Or, you can look through the window with others. The people that are seating next to you are your family. They will interpret what you see through the window at the beginning of your trip.
Eventually, you start wandering down the hallway of this train looking at other windows. You start wondering about other windows; “Are we looking at the same side of the train? Are we looking up? Why is that window smaller? Why is that other one bigger? Why is that person’s window cleaner than mine? Do they have a special technique to clean his window?” Mmmhh … I wonder.
Trying to fit in, in Phoenix
September 12th, 2007
I almost got the room on fire last night …
My power cable started to shoot sparks while I was in bed working on my laptop naked. I tried to take control on the situation by prioritizing actions. Think fast Victor … what should you do first; save the room, disconnect the laptop, avoid a fire, get dress, or save the family jewels. In a split second I took the obvious decision … save the family jewels first. Then I jumped out of bed and disconnected the laptop. – “What that hell happened?” my plastic power cord got melted in a section that apparently wasn’t making a internal connection.
Today, I went to get another powercord. On my way to BestBuy I discovered that I’m not such a good rollerblader as I thought. After six miles, I gave up rollerblading under the 105 degrees temperature. My head started to feel dizzy. Mmmh … dehydrated someone? So, I went to a seven eleven and got a 64 ounces super duper big gulp. I looked kind of geeky with my super duper big gulp, rollerblades hanging from my backpack and big ass sunglasses.
- “So fella, when is the bus stopping by” – I asked a black ex-convict that after ten months in prison got out this morning. He was eating fried chicken. – “How’s that chicken” I asked trying to fit in the “hood”. He looked at me like a dog will look at you when you get to close to his in-mouth-meal and said … – “Good”
I guess people in Phoenix are not nearly as friendly as people in Boulder but you know, I tried. So, I got the message; don’t sit next to him at the bus stop bench, just sit on the floor. Sitting cross legged on the the floor I resumed asking questions about prison. I stared over from time to time waiting for him to finish his meal. “He is done, great” I thought.
- So was it hot to be in prison? I mean it is hell out here.”
“We have air conditioning in prison” – he said
“I guess you are not too happy about getting out, this temperature sucks !!”
Europe Trip – 65,000 feet of Stress
December 27th, 2004
December 27, 2004.
Three different check-in counters later, two cigarettes, terminal A, three telephone calls, one burger, a quick “hello” to an old friend that I found at the terminal, two on board movies, an hour and some-time of sleep, and seven and a half “freaking” hours of listening to two “teen gringos de “mierda…” here I am. 65,000 feet above the earth, in between a one and a half feet of space, sandwiched by plastic, uncomfortable airplane seats. I’m about to scream for the twelfth time …
“SHUT UP!!”.
“Flying coach for more than five hours can accelerate the aging process or even worsen your mental health.”
They should have a sign next to the check-in counter where you buy airplane tickets. In the same way cigarrettes are advertised as – “smokers die young” – in the european cigarrettes packs, likewise it should be advertised that flying at high speeds and in coach class will aged you.
No, no, time doesn’t expand when you are traveling a high speed like Einstein’s special relativity theory establishes, you just consume your life and die!!
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I guess I need to relax since they are a few more flying hours ahead of me. I still need to take another airplane and then several trains to arrive to my final destination, Santiago de Compostela.
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Nooooo!! they’re unstopable. This, just recently met, couple of “college juniors” llenos de “likes”, “you-know-what-I-mean”s, “I’m-not-trying-to-be”s, “my-friends-are-so-cool”s y some other slang-crap of the juvenile language.
Looking through my window I finally see the dusk of Occidental Europe. Let’s see if these two, 33B y 33C, get a mouthfull and shut up.
33B is the typical gringo boy, Robert Redford looks but with a retarded face. His farmer’s green mesh cap, brown jacket and blue jeans gives him away as a descendent of a wealthy family dedicated to farming. She, a typical “gringuita” who thinks that any little dumb stupid thing is so important she has to share it with all her girlfriends … with extra “likes” included. – Like this … like that … like this – Isn’t it any creativity in the youth american language? therefore everything has to be compared to something?
She also comes with “CLUELESS” gringuitas’ accesories; blonde hair, tiny nose piercing, cheerleader-way-of-looking, bubble gum, and even though I haven’t seen it, I bet there is some silly tattoo en su espalda baja … perhaps a butterfly.
Yes, I have seen it all in this flight; the snorer, the sleepy woman, the screaming baby, the crying baby, the baby crawling in the middle of the narrow halway that I almost stepped on when I was going to the bathroom. Yes, he was crawling by himself through the airplane like a little bug in the middle of a busy Manhattan’s sidewalk. Where are the parents? I wonder … Mmmh, perhaps the sleepy woman next to the snorer guy. Funny? Ironic? whatever. While in my uncomfortable seat I decided to put the book away and watch a movie. I have never seing this movie. It looks interesting … – I thought – what da’ ?? Of course there is a little girl seated in the front row right under the movie screen that suddenly decided jump up and down in front of the screen … beautiful, just beautiful. So you are probably thinking “You have forgotten something that always happens in an airplane” … no, i haven’t; the baby smelling like shit for the last four hours. Is it that the parents’ noses are completly inmume or they just don’t give a shit anymore (ironic, how the english language works).
- Give me the freaking diaper and I change him myself !! -
High School Graduation Photo
May 12th, 1989
Wow !! High School seemed to have come on gone so fast ! In this picture I’m sitting in the middle row right in the center of the picture.
Middle School Graduation
May 12th, 1986
I’m the one standing in front of the squating-gray-suited guy. Yes, I was very skinny. Circa May 1986
My Second Life Accomplishment
May 31st, 1977
First Accomplishment – Learning how to walk
Second Accomplishment – Kindergarden Graduation
Third Accomplishment – Learn how to dance
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