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Friday, May 18, 2007
DEATH IN THE FAMILY...


well, not quite but it might as well be when a bottle of liquid gold slips off the top of the fridge and pops its way into a horrible death right before my eyes. i almost made a quesadilla right quick to dip in the puddle of saucy blood which lie on the floor before me. a tear almost eek'd out as i stood with my mouth agape glancing first at the floor and then to the top of the fridge and back. the shock! the horror! mayhem descended while my world crumbled...all in an instant, then silence and sadness as the mourning began.

after the mourning but before the commemorative photo was taken, it was time to don a pair of shoes...boots actually...were nearby so on they went and so soon after the holiday when i lived in them 24-7 for a month straight. they still feel comfortable and i can't help but smile wide.

shortly there after, out came the sponge and the violent calamity was soon just another distant distraction fading away into the dark cool evening. El dulce sueña a Señor Tapatio!