Thoughts Are like Flowers

Under The Volcano by Malcolm Lowry is the best English language book set in Mexico I've ever read. An expatriate in Cuernavaca drinks himself to death when a long awaited visit from his estranged wife coincides with a surprise visit from his rival half-brother.




Christian, age 2, has gotten into the habit of requesting chicken milk. He's a few billion years early. Chickens have not yet evolved into mammals.




The tradition in Guanajuato during the Festival of San Juan is to go with the family to the Presa de la Olla and eat Chiles Rellenos. There are booths all along the route that sell anything from beer to underwear to dried sardines in a cup.




El Divan is a local bar that plays loud music located on the floor above another bar that plays loud music.




Inventor Skyler Smith continues to create useful items from what he finds on the ground. He made action figures out of clothespins. He also invented his own strategy game using standard chess pieces.




Rosy ordered a hand woven bracelet for me for fifteen pesos. It is black and green and says audifaz.com instead of my name. There was a brief time when I began to introduce myself that way, but it never caught on.




I'm on chapter 30 of Where Loyalty Lies, a novel by Rich Patch, a colleague from the Pen and Paper writer's group. I missed the meeting last night at the Lux coffe house because I'm here in Mexico. Hope it was productive.




There are no traffic lights in the entire city of Guanajuato. Much of the automobile traffic moves in tunnels underground.





Plants and trees grow from seeds when placed in soil and with exposure to water and sunlight. Eventually a tree trunk appears. Where did the material for the tree trunk come from? Are there prefigurations of tree trunks floating in the vapor of the air we breath?