things go better with...

i haven't written in several days. living mi vida loca. steve left yesterday for los angeles for a week. doctor appointments, cancer screening/check up, check storage unit, maybe do a quick job for our dear friend alec mapa. he's got a new dog and they need some beefing up of the backyard fence, as well as some more landscape lighting and hardscaping. i'm not sure how much of it steve will get done in one week. i might have to go and finish up. we'll see. i should know in the next few days.

someone died next door. the body was kept on the porch with the mourners flowing outside in plastic lawn chairs for 2 to 3 days. the casket was right as you walked in the door. you could see it passing by. surrounded by flowers and candles. they would sing songs and tell stories. very somber on the whole block. and now there's a black ribbon on the door as well as a white one, which means the old lady might have been a nun at one time. either that or a baby died also, or maybe she's a bride of christ. it all depends on who you talk to. but after what seemed like days, which it was, they finally marched the casket away to the cemetery. thank god, it was starting to creep me out, because it was basically on the other side of our bedroom wall and i don't think they embalmed the body. i guess i watched too many episodes of CSI back in the states and get myself all creeped out.

so far it looks like we're still moving, on the first of may, to "the palace". steve and karen have also gotten a good lead on an industrial sewing machine, which they might get this week. i go to look at it on saturday with karen. that will help out alot. steve's going crazy, and me too for that matter from lack of work. i can zone for a long time, but eventually i want to create something of importance. easier said then done.

we judged a junior high school theater program about three hours from here in a town outside of moreno lagos. we caught a bus to guanajuato on the way back and spent the night. we were treated to ZILCH, probably one of the hottest bars i've been to since mykonos. are host for the night, julian, was a dream and an old friend of sams. small world. an incredible night of music and mayhem. the city is so much more alive, especially at night due to the large population of young university students. it was divine and we can't wait to get back. and next time we'll take sam along.