cuban b, you just won the secret prize. no one knew that i had an award for the person who wrote the most comments on the day after i slyly, or rather overtly, commented about there being not enough comments, but it must also be said that no one knew i eat garlic toast twice a week. both are interesting in themselves, but only the first factoid is of use to my caribbean friend. you have just won yourself an all-expense paid trip to ojo de agua, the llolaga one not the crappy tlacoltepec where you have to dodge beer cans and corn cobs, leaving from ixtepec. yup, that prize (imagine rod roddy from the price is right here saying this if you will) has a retail value of almost $5.00*.

or, you can enjoy this column from mcsweeney´s that has made me laugh the most today. also, try scrolling down to almost the bottom of the page to find his other ¨dan kennedy solves your problems with paper¨ artilces.
http://www.mcsweeneys.net/2004/8/18kennedy.html

timmay, chavez is loved like you would not believe down here. i say go for the t-shirt. if the sons and daughters of steel workers and coal miners in the grand state of pennsy dont accept and respect you for who you are as an individual, fail them. dont even think twice about it bro. f´s all around. that, for certain, will shut them up for at least a week. hey, you´re in a union state, which as far i can tell mean´s you´re essentially untouchable. you do have tenure, right? that might be something to consider.

a jewel amongst thieves. that sounds like one james ¨felonious pelonious, just dont call me shannon¨dougherty (i bet i just butchered your name) talking. might be right. might not. fast fact: when drop all the nicknames, which i am not sure you would ever want to do, james william d and i have the same initials.

and coming back to another of the west indian´s insights, yes indeed i am a man of the cloth, and that fact shan´t be forgotten in any of the circles of which i have run. who could forget the chicken wing miracle of 2005? truly a stain which ¨a little club soda¨ will not get out but only the higher cleansers.

i am off to huajuapan de león for a conference where all the english teachers, and all the other profs as well just in a different building, will be getting together to share our wisdom and trade worm stories. at least, i am looking to share my possible worm experience. i just volunteered to give a 10 minute presentation tomorrow morning. why not.

goulet had too many cherry poptarts backstage. i´m out folks!