A couple of things...
I also need to explain why I did not buy cheap Mexican trinkets that I promised my guest bloggers. Because I think some of you are counting on them. And I'm sorry to say that I wanted to buy you stuff but, damn, I just didn't have the time. We really were in Mexico for only a half-hour, and by the end of that half-hour my anal-retentive, obsessive-compulsive (there ain't no "borderline" about it) father-in-law was vibrating so badly at the thought of walking around further in dirty downtown Nogales, replete with beggars and salesmen saying, "I need your dollars!", one would have thought he was a Magic Fingers bed and someone had inserted a roll of quarters into the coin box. He couldn't handle it, and we couldn't handle him, so we left without the requisite schlock.
Sorry about that, but hell, you didn't really want a tile frog or something like that, did you?
And there was something else, but I've completely forgotten what it was. Oh, well. You'll just have to live without whatever bit of information I was going to jot down, aren't you? Somehow, I think you'll manage.
Posted by Kathy at March 3, 2006 10:39 AM | TrackBackJanis and I just purchased a china cabinet, complete with track lighting, where we planned to feature our new tile frog; but no, not getting one isn't a disappointment. Really, it's not.
Posted by: Russ from Winterset at March 3, 2006 11:30 AM Jeez, I guess we'll have to wait for our cheap Mexican trinkets until I'm asked to fill in for Anna Marie Cox. Unlike SOME bloggers I know, Ms. Cox isn't afraid to smuggle mexican contraband trinkets for her guest bloggers. She actually PREFERS to bring back illicit substances. Something about "hiding them from the border guards is more fun than using them, if you KNOW what I mean".
Man, I'm with Russ. Next time I'm guest-blogging only after a down payment of some kind of cheap Mexican crap, like a relic from the left pinky bone of Selena, or a bottle of Mezcal with a live worm. And it better be a cute and spirited worm, not one that just lies there.
Posted by: Doug Williams at March 3, 2006 11:45 PMDon't get me wrong, I'd love some cheap Mexican trinkets, but it's not about that. Well, not so much. I just think it'd be really fly if Kathy could hire little Brandon DeWylde to stand in the middle of the street and yell "Ruuuuuuuussssss! Don't go, Ruuuuusssss! Please don't go!"
Sigh. I guess we're not getting the "Western Ending", Doug. I guess we'll have to settle for a wide angle shot of the two of us walking into the fog at the MuNuvia Municipal Airport while the credits roll. One of us should probably say something like "...I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship".
But noooooooo. We get the "Ferris Bueller" ending. Kathy's standing in her bathroom doorway with a respirator & bottles of sulfuric acid and industrial-strength Lysol. "What? You guys are still here? GO HOME! The vacation's over, so you should get up out of your seats and GO HOME!"
Posted by: Russ from Winterset at March 4, 2006 10:02 PM