archives for Tuesday 24 July 2007
esta noche en la tienda
Tuesday 24 July 2007 | I like a cookie
Bright green key limes, twenty for a dollar. The sugary smell of mangoes. Loteria candles on sale for 25¢. Tired grubby men in work pants incredulously checking me out (must be the straggling bleached remnants of guera hair—certainly not the beat-up flip flops or the totally Arizona-ordinary, non-revealing sundress). But best of all, a trio […]
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cruel city nicknames
Tuesday 24 July 2007 | someone left a cookie
Finally, this list from the Wiki, while not complete (and not corroborating “Dumpy”) nonetheless includes a couple other nicknames for Tartarus (but come on—the Berkeley of Arizona? um, I don’t think so) and also informs me that I grew up in the “Fruit Cake Capital [sic] of the World.” Yeah. This, I already knew. What’s […]
land of entrapment
Tuesday 24 July 2007 | I like a cookie
Today, finally, I held still long enough for it to hit me. My perfect little flat on Cerro Gordo. My hometown. Gone. I can’t just drive back to my place and find it all still there, the way I would after a night with the Brujo. If I want to talk to him, I can’t […]
in no particular order, part one
Tuesday 24 July 2007 | someone left a cookie
• Is everyone in the world reading HP7 but meeee? (Hands over ears, lalalalala I can’t hear you.)
• Apparently one cruel nickname for our new hometown in hell is “Dumpy.” Whence this competitive urban snobbery?
• Back in NM collecting dog and drums, the Brujo repeatedly encounters snobby SF people who are vocally horrified by our […]
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for the brujo, stuck in sf another week
Tuesday 24 July 2007 | I like a cookie
