The ones I love to read are the ones that talk about ordinary journeys of the heart...the ones that have cool photos...or cool craft ideas... I don't want to know what my blog pals think about the US Presidential Elections or The War in The Middle East (unless, of course, they are exceptionally profound thoughts.) I like looking through their slices of ordinary life.
Here's my disjointed "nothing" entry for the day:
- during dinner with the Only Japanese Family that lives in this village, the wife tells me that a Canadian woman complained about their (the Japanese) sushi not being "real." These are the same ones who tell us about such and such a restaurant having The Best Tacos because they are, and I quote, "just like Del Taco's."
- met a local girl whose great-grandparent (I can't remember which one) is Japanese! How did he/she come to marry a Mexican all those decades ago?
- BigDog has been down with something since night before last. His stomach is all bloated and he's been in pain for too long. The former nurse we share the house with recommended Ciprain. Only after I bought a box of the stuff at at the local farmacia did I go online to find out that it's an antibiotic and you really need a doctor's prescription to buy it. (Loads of prescription medicines are available OTC in many countries.) What's more disturbing is that side effects include headache, insomnia, dizziness, depression, HALLUCINATIONS, PSYCHOTIC REACTIONS AND CONNECTIVE TISSUE INJURY! As if BigDog needs anything to trigger a psychotic reaction! As if I need anything to trigger a psychotic reaction in him! I am this far from tossing the newly purchased packages of the stuff.
- I love the new comic series I am drawing about Fartman, the Surfer Guy. He's a super-hero and even has a theme song that you can sing to "Popeye, The Sailor Man."
- A Mexican couple came to look at the house we are in. They may buy it. The owner of this casa and his wife had a messy divorce that prevented either of them from living here. I had heard that he couldn't really sell it either. Guess we were wrong. I hope we don't get kicked out prematurely.