Día de Muertos 2018. Just a mention.

Día de Muertos 2018. Just a mention.

Today my Grandma send me a pics of her altar for the Day of the Dead. It’s a celebration of the lives of those that were once alive; it’s a day of remembrance. The catholics and the atheists celebrate it with the same fervor, and it has many flavors. I will use this space to […]

The Cat-Callers.

The Cat-Callers.

(enjoy this very silly tale) The Cat-Callers. In a tiny town, one which we’ll only refer to as ‘Painsville’ to protect its anonymity, nothing happens. In fact the happenings are so few, that when I was appointed as the investigator of the strange series of events that had desolated the neither quiet not too loud […]

The Black Eyed Pips don’t listen to the Black Eye Peas.

We are only 28 days away from Halloween, so I made a dumb tale of me meeting a Black Eye Kid, or a Black Eye Person, the original story made me not sleep for a couple of days. You won’t get scared with this one. I should have never stayed that late at Fielden’s diner, […]

Hey.

Welcome again, Dear Reader, how are you doing. I am good myself. I’m thriving. Are you thriving? I hope so as we ever so slowly enter the spookiest month. Only 30 days to Halloween! OMG. In July I traveled out of the country and had a couple of wacky adventures. In August I inexplicably couldn’t […]

I don’t know.

I don’t know.

OK, OK, a little dirt down my trousers but we’ve unearthed this blog. Phew! *wipes sweat from brow* Hold the light a little higher! Here it is, kinda yellow, poor thing, abandoned. An affair of shakier times. Why I am taking it back, you may wonder. I don’t know. It won’t sprout. It does no […]

Oh, No, ‘Tis The Season!

I keep finding absolutely everything too much of a bore to write it down. I mean, there was a flying sausage terrorizing us, which later turned out to be a chipmunk; there was the fascinating series of romanced lucid dreams that visited me during the past weeks; there was the wet peregrination in the rain […]

I Bow No Haircuts.

I Bow No Haircuts.

I dread haircuts. I try to never get them. Once in a while, though, I forget why, and, as if possessed by sudden madness, I surrender to the scissors. I wanted the sightliest of trims. I even brought a picture. The only available lady seemed impatient, yet she wanted to cut my hair. I accepted […]

A Toad in a Hole.

A Toad in a Hole.

See, this gentleman here was found in a hole. He managed to dodge a shovel digging in a small garden, because the whole thing is to be removed and paved with stones. I captured it, and asked for ransom. I wanted his toadstone, but it was a family heirloom. I gave him a plastic half […]

Call The Midwife and a Pool of Tears.

Call The Midwife and a Pool of Tears.

I have been watching the BBC’s Call The Midwife, and crying every time. It is a terrible sight, to see how a 23-year-old young man can crumble under the crushing weight of something so densely emotional. I wasn’t even that fond of babies. I always considered them too snotty. Neither I thought I would grow […]

Overtaken

Where else would a Gingerbread Man live but here? More of Whole Cake Island. Sentient things and edible buildings? I saw it and bought instantly. You see, I have the secret whim of visiting Japan alone, in the future. If I know Japanese I may be able to roam about aimless and eat sweets. Maybe […]