FAVORITES and INFLUENCES.

Previously posted on my Facebook Page.

FAVORITES. Salmon. My most favorite seafood or fish. As I get older and many of my contemporaries expire due to ailments, I tend to give more attention to what I eat–although I have been eating salmon since I was a little boy. Fact: This fish is health imperative. Salmon packs protein and heart-healthy omega-3 fatty acids. Salmon helps support heart health by reducing total cholesterol and blood pressure, two risk factors for heart disease. And delicious, too. 🦈😋🦈

INFLUENCES. Japan’s Pacifism. Article 9 of the Japanese Constitution, which was drafted following the surrender of Japan in World War II and came into effect on 3 May 1947. Aspiring sincerely to an international peace based on justice and order, the Japanese people forever renounce war as a sovereign right of the nation and the threat or use of force as means of settling international disputes. The article also states that armed forces with war potential will not be maintained.

Yet the irony: These days, Japan is host to the largest number of U.S. troops abroad. Quid pro quo/s: Japan is the #1 FDI country in the U.S. (Note: China is not even in the top 15 of investors in America). Meanwhile, I don’t believe Japan will accede to President Biden’s hawkish playbook (per rivalry with China). The Japanese, like the Chinese, prefer trade over war. ☮️🇯🇵☮️

FAVORITES. Rural sceneries. Brick buildings, cobblestone sidestreets, firewood cooking, tiny convenience stores, barns and farmhouses, animals roaming free, agricultural landscape, fruits and vegetables, fresh fish and seashells, open markets, smiley faces. Sea and mountain. Trees. When I was younger in the Philippines, my summer breaks were spent in the barrio, beyond “big city, bright lights.” My life has always been lived or split in rural and urban settings. 🏞🛖🌅

INFLUENCES. NBA games on TV. The moment I was ushered in front of the television set, I have been watching the NBA or basketball games. From Wilt Chamberlain and Bill Russell to Jerry West and Walt Frazier and Kareem Abdul Jabbar and Julius Erving – to Larry Bird and Michael Jordan days etc etcetera. In my mind, the fundamental difference of basketball with other sports is–results are faster and athletes play faster. So viewing as entertainment is more fun. 🏀⛹️🏀

FAVORITES. Chess, a board game for two players. An abstract strategy game that involves no hidden information and no elements of chance. I learned to play it at a very early age. Filipinos play chess as they do basketball. All of us nine kids in the family play the game. Chess is my 83-year old dad’s daily “mind” exercise. My niece CD and cousin Amy are chess champs. I don’t know if I am good at it because Elle Cyd The Koolcat used to beat me each time. ♟♟♟

INFLUENCES. Howard Zinn (1922 – 2010). Historian, philosopher, socialist intellectual and World War II veteran. He wrote over 20 books, including his best-selling and influential “A People's History of the United States” in 1980. And a version for younger readers, “A Young People's History of the United States, published in 2007. These books hugely influenced me and should be a reading imperative to both young and old, leading to a discussion. 📚📚📚

FAVORITES. Sandals. An open type of shoe, consisting of a sole held to the wearer's foot by straps going over the instep and around the ankle. Back home in the Philippines, I didn’t normally wear sneakers or “dress shoes.” I preferred sandals. Heat in the archipelago could go over 100 temp. But I wore sandals because they are more comfortable, easily worn and kicked out and I didn’t need to wash them frequently. Flip-flops are called slippers or “tsinelas.” 🩴🧦🩴

INFLUENCES. The Three Stooges. A vaudeville and comedy team active from 1922 until 1970, best remembered for their short-subject films. Hallmark styles: Physical, farce, and slapstick comedy. Moe, Larry, and Curly. The act began in the early 1920s as part of an act billed as "Ted Healy and His Stooges.” A much-awaited afternoon hour after school then. Mom and dad and neighbors were all laughing. Years before comedy evolved as “correct” political humor. 😂📺🤣

FAVORITES. Old cartoons, especially by Hanna-Barbera, and Merrie Melodies, Looney Tunes, Warner Bros. Animation. My list: The Flintstones, Wacky Races, and Scooby-Doo. Speedy Gonzales, Birds Anonymous, Duck Amuck, Mighty Mouse, Woody Woodpecker, and Tom and Jerry. Of course, Popeye the Sailor, and Wile E. Coyote and the Road Runner. And these crazy crows “Heckle and Jeckle” from “Terrytoons.” I still watch `em via my DVD library. 😅😂🤣

INFLUENCES. “Main Course,” the 13th studio album by the Bee Gees, released in 1975. This album marked a great change for the Gibb brothers as it was their first album to include mostly R&B, soul and funk-influenced songs, and created the model for their output through the rest of the 1970s. It rejuvenated the group's career and public image, particularly in the U.S., after the commercial disappointment of their preceding albums. Next best: the 1969 double-LP “Odessa.” 🎼🎼🎼

(Photos: BBC. SBJ.)

RECOMMENDED: “Woodstock.”

RECOMMENDED: Concert Movie. “Woodstock.” The 1970 American documentary of the watershed counterculture Woodstock Music and Art Fair a.k.a. simply Woodstock Festival, which took place in August 15 to 18, 1969 on Max Yasgur's dairy farm in Bethel town in New York state. Directed by Michael Wadleigh, seven editors worked on this definitive project, including a 26-year old Martin Scorsese. 

       “Woodstock” since has gained a cult following among the hippie subculture and beyond. Thirty-two acts performed outdoors despite sporadic rain. Mud was all over, fun in peaceful chaos, kickass music. All in the seminal film that has since served as template for all live concert film coverage. 

       The original 1970 theatrical release of the film ran 185 minutes. A director's cut spanning 224 minutes was out in 1994; I have a DVD copy. Both cuts take liberties with the timeline of the festival. However, the opening and closing acts are the same in the film as they appeared on stage; Richie Havens opens the show and Jimi Hendrix closes it.

       I also have the expanded 40th anniversary edition, released in 2009 (DVD formats), which features additional performances not before seen in the film, and also includes lengthened versions of existing performances featuring Creedence Clearwater Revival and others.

       Although the event is widely regarded as an anti-war convergence, it wasn’t really political the way we regard “political” in these days of protest gatherings, music or whatever. “Woodstock” was more fiesta fun. I talked with some of those who were there—simply for the sheer love of music and connectedness. Such is the inspiration for my “Bonfires for Peace” community concerts. We just got together and played music for the people. All people. 

       My pick Woodstock performances, not in order: The Who (“We're Not Gonna Take It,” "See Me, Feel Me," “Summertime Blues”); Joe Cocker and the Grease Band (“With a Little Help from My Friends"); Country Joe and the Fish ("Rock and Soul Music"); Santana ("Soul Sacrifice"); Janis Joplin (“Work Me, Lord"); Jimi Hendrix ("Voodoo Chile,” “Purple Haze,” and "The Star-Spangled Banner"). 🎬🎭🎬

Visual: PBS.

RECOMMENDED. Book. “Chariots of the Gods?"

BOOK. “Chariots of the Gods? Unsolved Mysteries of the Past,” written in 1968 by Erich von Däniken and translated from the original German by Michael Heron. It involves the hypothesis that the technologies and religions of many ancient civilizations were given to them by ancient astronauts a.k.a. extra-terrestrials who were welcomed as gods.

       Do I believe in Mr Daniken per his UFO musings? Hmmmm. What I’d admit to is in those years, pubescent years, I was so enthralled with science fiction and E.T. tales. I also wallowed on R.L. Dione’s 1969 book “God Drives a Flying Saucer,” with more whacked out claims such as: God is not supernatural but is a technologically advanced Ufonaut or Saucerian God. The angel Gabriel hypnotized Mary and injected her with a hypodermic needle with God's sperm in it. Jesus was born by artificial insemination. Need I continue? LOL!

       Yet I must also admit that in these times of bombastic computer technology inventions, some of von Daniken and Dione’s eccentric thoughts would make some sense now. Dione, for example, asserted that JC didn’t really walked on water. It was a hologram beamed out of a UFO or flying saucer technology! Or the star over Bethlehem was a luminous flying saucer. And that, the human brain is akin to a radio, which can receive and emit electromagnetic signals.

      Meanwhile, Erich von Erich von Däniken wrote “Chariots…” when he was around 33. He is now 87 years old and still saying basically the same “conspiracy theory.” He is a regular on History/A&E Networks’ “Ancient Aliens,” a TV series that explores the ancient astronauts hypothesis, past human-extraterrestrial contact, UFOs, government conspiracies, and related pseudoscientific topics, such as remote viewing and psychic phenomena, in a non-critical, documentary format.

       The popular show, now on its 18th season, is inspired by the works of Mr von Däniken and Zecharia Sitchin. Known scientific minds Graham Hancock, Robert Bauval, Brinsley Le Poer Trench, Charles Hapgood, and Edgar Cayce, are also referenced in many episodes. Of course, you may be more familiar with producer/presented Giorgio Tsoukalos, himself a ufologist and proponent of the pseudoarchaeological theory that ancient alien astronauts interacted with ancient humans.

       Von Däniken’s main thesis in his book is that extraterrestrial beings influenced ancient technology. He suggests that some ancient structures and artifacts appear to reflect more sophisticated technological knowledge than is known or presumed to have existed at the times they were manufactured. He further adds that the Nazca lines (200 BCE – CE 700) in Peru could be "landing strips" for alien spacecraft. Etc etcetera. Of course, many of those theories have been debunked.

       But with the U.S. government’s allotment of huge budget for space exploration and UFO “surveillance,” the fantabulous folly of extra-terrestrial “humanity” has taken a new light. But hey just saying. This talk is still a lot more fun than the endless annoyances of partisan/political headbutt. 📚✍️📚

Ramble On: Internet and all that filing stuff.

Just talking about stuff. Response friends’ post on Facebook, slightly edited. 

DURING typewriter days, I used to maintain my own filing system at home. Cut-out newspaper/magazine articles, neatly-catalogued photographs, some in binders. In these internet days, we “file” stuff in hard drives, thumb drives, and iCloud. Yet if you ask me what is more secured? Uh huh? I have 7 laptops, majical cellphone, dozens of thumb-drives, google docs, blogs, Yahoo and Gmail inboxes. Safe? Nope. 

       The scarier part of new tech or how we are forced to use electronic devices is the loss of our identity, privacy, personal us. Little example: I now write or file stuff on Google Docs. I draft all my posts. Yet even before I post them on Facebook, I already get ads that pertain to my draft/posts. They know what I am writing before they go "public" because of the "connectedness" or connectivity of whatever we write or store or file in a plugged-up computer gadget. Then, manuscripts on paper stayed where we wanted them, songs were stored where can access them before sharing etcetera. 

       These days? When AI finally takes us out of the "work," where are we by then? Simply consumers and buyers of whatever can be had--via the internet. 🗄📰🗄

NOTHING in this world will ever be "kept" because that is The World. That is Life. Yet it doesn't mean we will just give away what we own, especially our individual minds that we "save" in our respective work or products. That is why there is a law. Of course, the law can be inutile as well as proof of Adolf Hitler stealing many work of art and burning the rest. So those that remained, governments keep them as national treasures. 

       Law also in most cases benefits the corporate god over the lowly craftsperson. But I want to exist fighting them. Exist working around evil and good. Meanwhile, we can try to protect our work as another cataclysm or world war comes. Life. All those "proof" things that computer technology offers to "keep" or protect the work? Nope. It'd be easier to steal, burn and destroy them. No need for floods or nukes. Just 1 click, done. And those that they want to keep for themselves, they have them. Not ours anymore. We will just be tiny bits in a composite electronic perfection called AI. 

       In fact, they already did. We cannot get back or retrieve what are ours anymore. They'd say we surrendered them, willingly. You see, I don't have any problem with life's imperfection. That makes living thrilling and exciting. Floods, fires, nukes or zombie apocalypse can erase stuff. Including me. True. But I want to exist that way. Imperfect. That is the life that I knew and can afford. Not an automated existence where control is the accepted truth because they already owned us. An electronic life that breathes per preprogrammed reflex. We will be part of the machine. It just isn't me. 🦾💻🦿

Famous Photography.

Previously posted on my Facebook Page. 

Zigzag Road, officially Kennon Road, is a two lane 20.83 mile roadway in Benguet province in the Philippines connecting the mountain city of Baguio to the lowland town of Rosario in La Union province. Baguio is my family’s 2nd home city (after Quezon City). I used to travel up/down the road. The road project started in 1903 during American commonwealth time; named after its builder Col. Lyman Walter Vere Kennon of the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers. 📷📸📸

“The Kissing Sailor.” A sailor, George Mendonsa (1923–2019), jubilantly kissing a woman, Greta Zimmer Friedman (1924-2016), in Times Square on August 14, 1945. The kiss came after news of Japan's surrender, ending World War II. "Suddenly I was grabbed by a sailor, and it wasn't that much of a kiss," Ms Friedman told the Library of Congress. Life photographer Alfred Eisenstadt and Navy photographer Victor Jorgensen both captured the moment. 📷📸📸

“Migrant Mother.” Dorothea Lange’s 1936 photograph of 32-year-old farmworker Florence Owens Thompson and three of her children, huddled in a tent at a pea-pickers’ camp in Nipomo, California. The image epitomizes the desperate circumstances during the Great Depression. The photo was made for the U.S. Resettlement Administration, a federal agency created to document and remedy the plight of the urban and rural poor in the 1930s. 📷📸📸

Marilyn Monroe’s “flying skirt.” Photographed by Sam Shaw. The dress was designed by William Travilla for a sequence in the 1955 film “The Seven Year Itch,” directed by Billy Wilder. The scene: Monroe and costar Tom Ewell exit the Trans-Lux 52nd Street Theatre on Lexington Av. When they hear a subway train passing below the sidewalk grate, she steps on it and asks "Ooh, do you feel the breeze from the subway?" as the wind blows the dress up, exposing her legs. 📷📸📸

“Lunch atop a Skyscraper” was taken on Sept 20, 1932, of 11 ironworkers sitting on a steel beam 850 feet above the ground on the 69th floor of the RCA Building (Rockefeller Center) in Manhattan NYC. Arranged as a publicity stunt, it was part of a campaign promoting the skyscraper. The photo was often misattributed to Lewis Hine, a Works Progress Administration photographer. In 2016, the photography was acquired by the Visual China Group. 📷📸📸

DONNA’S BEAUTIFUL MADNESSES in the Philippines

IT’S ALL QUIET in the Asheville front… but that doesn’t mean, the fire has subsided or snuffed out. Upon my return to the mountains following a two-year respite in Southern California, I didn’t realize that “all things must change” (to rephrase George Harrison). But that doesn’t mean—I am packin’ up again and all set to head nowhere.
I am staying.
Meantime, the Philippine wing of The Bonfires is the exact opposite. Under the leadership of my daughter Donna—and her able associate Lorna Campilan—our Manila bureau has been rockin’ with four or five upcoming productions and events.

TRAVELING BONFIRES-Philippines kicks off its second half/2010 calendar of productions with a benefit concert for breast cancer victims, entitled “ALAB NG DIBDIB: A Traveling Bonfires Benefit for Breast Cancer Prevention,” set on Aug 21—coinciding with “Bonfires for Peace at Pritchard Park” on the same day, US time. That event, featuring Touch Samadhi’s DJs—could be our last for the year in Asheville.
A nude sketching fundraiser introduces “Alab…” on Aug 14. Seems to me, my colleagues in Manila—most of them in their past 50s and 60s—have become so smitten with “nude paintings.” Interesting…
The concert segment, which will be held at the Conspiracy Bar and Garden Café in Quezon City, will feature TBonfires’ core acts: Anak ni Aling Juana, BERSUS, Kalayag, and NukLus. Such an awesome development since these bands are fronted by mostly my Manila buddies—poets and artists (Abet Umil, Boyd Dominguez, Jhake Nebreja). By the way, Conspiracy Café, located in Visayas Avenue in Quezon City—a major suburb of Manila—was actually the other half of my childhood neighborhood (the other is Baguio City, located far north).
Needless to say, I had a full, active 20+ years writers’ life back in the islands—before I decided to sail away to New York City, for good, in 1998. (Again, that should be another long chapter in my life—and a lengthier subject to blog about, although that “life” remains as the springboard of my working novel, “Waiting for Winter.”)
On September (to October), The Bonfires heads farther up north—in Ilocandia—to help promote the Ilocos region as a major cultural center and destination in the country. In line are a series of events that include: arts and photography exhibitions, poetry readings, and musical performances. (Add info: My family or clan are Ilocanos—those who emanated from the Ilocos Region of the Philippines. It is located in the northwestern region portion of Luzon, the Philippines’ main island.)

SOMETIME in September, The Bonfires mounts what could be it its most ambitious concert production project in the Philippines, to date. Pending final negotiations, the organization—with the Ubbog Cordillera Young Writers Association—will bring back a legendary Pinoy rock and folk rock band through a free concert in Baguio City.
The Bonfires goes global in October with, “Kesher: Bonfires for Peace" (a concert for holocaust victims), a collaborative project with the YsraPhil Philippines Network Development Organization. Set on Oct 9th at Conspiracy, it will feature iconic singer-songwriter Joey Ayala plus Hebrew performers.
In between these programs and projects, The Bonfires continues to heed its commitment to fundraise and launch program assistance and training for at-risk youths, via the Association Compassion Asian Youth (ACAY), a non-profit, humanitarian service organization catering to youth at risk, based in Balanga town in Bataan province in the Philippines. ACAY, under the aegis of the Missionaries of Mary, an international Catholic movement (main office in France), is a perennial beneficiary of the Traveling Bonfires’ fundraise events.
[For details of these projects, you may email Donna at donna.pascua@consiglieresolutions.com]

Updated: Pasckie Pascua

1:13 AM. 3 August 2010
Candler NC

[Photo: The band, Anak ni Aling Juana, in a Traveling Bonfires fundraiser for families of victims of involuntary disappearances, held at Conspiracy Garden & Cafe in Quezon City, Philippines, in July 2009.]

VAGRANT WIND ROAD JOURNEYS

The Bonfires / Vagrant Wind, Leg 4
The calm waters of Fells Point, diverse colors at a Soweboarts booth, Sarah Blackman and Ophir Drive on 1st Avenue New York, and a beautiful spirit--Good Golly Miss Lacy…
Late May to June 2005.

THIS IS CERTAINLY a belated Vagrant Wind Road Journey, Leg 4 “journal/report.” It has been a full two weeks, 14 days, since I got back here in Asheville. Today’s June 27th, Monday, 5am—just a few days to my next trip to Richmond VA. I have just finished watching a longer version of “Woodstock,” following dinner/DVD-watching in Dale Hoffman’s family’s new house up in Candler last night. Truth is, I am about to freak your inboxes out again with my usual, elongated, ramble-on Updates, as me and Marta The Nicer Osbourne busy our ever-crazy systems with pre-prod concerns leading to the next “Bonfires for Peace at Pritchard Park” (set on July 16 and Aug 6), and a dinner evening/intimate show 3rd year of The Indie benefit at Rosetta’s Kitchen on July 17. (There might be a “weekend” Bonfires engagement in Chapel Hill NC on July 8 and 9.)
Aside from a self-imposed 3 or 4-day “wavelength-realignment” jaunt somewhere in the woods near Fairfax, Virginia – from June 30 to July 3 or 4 – I haven’t drawn up the supposed fifth leg of Vagrant Wind yet. Although there is a looming “Bonfires for Peace in Manila” and a “Loud & Peaceful” rock extravaganza in Chapel Hill or Winston-Salem this August or late July, nothing is really concrete yet. (I will be discussing this in my Update, so wait up.) (I realize that there’s a more significant need to stay more days in Asheville this summer, than the road—but let’s see…)
The last road trip (May 24 to June 14?) was my longest, more than three full weeks or almost a month – away from my home-turf—but it was, nonetheless, the most intimate yet the most wearisome (albeit no Bonfires gig to supervise). I decided to cancel at least three previously booked Bonfires shows to focus and concentrate on rekindling old friendships, build new friendships, acquaintances, and networks, and hopefully, fortify previous connections and hook-ups.

MY FIRST STOP was Alexandria VA—I just basically rested in Lacy’s house for couple of days/nights, sort of “refuel, pump up” energies and motivations before attending the Soweboarts Festival in B’more (May 29). Karla Mancero and Brian Langston picked me up almost noontime of that same day at the Greyhound terminal, downtown Baltimore. The Traveling Bonfires secured a space/stall at Soweboarts. I invited new buddy, Iris, to join me in handling/supervising The Bonfires spot—she, in turn, invited Andrew Byrne of/and Red Emma’s Bookstore to join us, with books, brochures, t-shirts etc. About 5 or 6 other Red Emma’s staffers were also there, but it was Iris and myself, with intermittent help and fiery, inspirational words from Matt aka Counterfeitmatt and Andrew, who took charge at The Bonfires space. Iris supplied me with steady stream of beers and Food Not Bombs food… and warm and playful chit-chats (“I’ll be staying in a forest in upstate New York this summer... let’s get in touch,” “I just graduated and my parents threw me a party last night!” “How long you been traveling?”)
In between, I read three poems at the Poetry Stage that’s got drowned by a Rock Stage just a few yards away. Hmm, quite an experience… but, at least, a Maryland suburban couple and a young girl from Philly (“I can play the ukulele with violin, I call it ukulin!”) took serious notice of my poetry (and “strange cheekbones, are you Thai or Cherokee?”) and went on to buy my chapbook and CD. Very cool.
Familiar friends, cafes, vibes, and Bonfires performers: Estella Ramirez and Audrey didn’t-ask-her-last-name, Julie Fisher, Steve (the Aaron Neville-baritoned dude who openly sang love songs “for her, but she’s married” during Bonfires nights at Wydeye in Fells Point), Sarah Pinsker and Stalking Horses, Ocean May, Chris forgot-the-last-name-again, Peggy and Minas Konsolas of Minas Gallery, Matt’s homeys, Ryan Coffman, Melanie Bazensky etc etc. There was an after-event party at a nearby art gallery, me and Karla/Brian hanged out for an hour or so. I came across more familiar faces and Baltimore friends: Kelly Richmond, Justin, the-girl-with-colorful-beads, nameless souls that I saw in past Bonfires events, Jim Hickey, Steve of The Whole Gallery, etc etc… I realize I have already made many friends and acquaintances in Baltimore. I had a few minutes chat with Justin (“My band, Locust Grove, will be visiting Asheville again this summer…”) I met new people, new network. (I spent the night in Karla/Brian’s apartment near Hampden. Thanks for the homecooked late dinner and breakfasts…)

SECOND STOP. Back to Alexandria VA—May 30, 31. Stayed/rested/planned things up in Lacy’s apartment. While here, I replanned and regrouped…
Third stop. New York City, Jersey City. June 1 to June 11. I decided to cancel/move a couple of shows and instead decided to cool things off and spend more time with longtime friends—Renrick Pascual in Jersey City, Kate O’Haley in Brooklyn, and my Pinoy rocker homeys. I wanted to dig in deeper about producing options, business perspectives. I have waited for a prospective (Charlotte NC-based) investor/business hook-up(?) to communicate but no words came. So I decided to chill, re-strategize, relax. Besides, during these days, my Mother was again rushed to ICU in Manila—I simply stayed more to myself and walked, hanged out, pondered, ruminated all over East Village and midtown Manhattan. (My Mom, once again, survived the ordeal, thank God!) In between, I went and saw one of Sarah Blackman aka Ophir Drive’s gigs—the one at Paddy Reilley’s on First Avenue, was it? (I hanged out a bit, with her, at Grand Central Station…) Had a very serious conversation with Jason B, (his wife) Mitos, and Renrick—all about the, as ever, fragmented Pinoy community, oh well… Then, that weekend, I tagged along with Renrick to Westchester for that “wedding gig”—that time, I was a journalist cum roadie.
Nothing really physically draining, that time. I already reported, rambled about Gino Inocentes’ successful 10-band gig at Tribeca Rock Club in downtown Manhattan, I think, few days ago… well, that was a cool experience—to see and chill with my longtime friends again, Hmmm, all those bloated beerbellies, and stuff. Seems like everybody’s domesticated, all of a sudden. But, hey, the real story here—was Marta The Nicer Osbourne’s awesome, productive stewardship/handling of The Indie Crib and Indie/Bonfires affairs while I was away… Of course, again, I’ve already reported that last week.

JUNE 12, Philippine Festival in Towson, MD (or Baltimore), with Lacy. I just basically spent the day drinking San Miguel beer (Pinoy beer), chatted with Filipino pals (Jimmy, Eric, Marco, Jun, Anthony etc etc) about concerts and all that stuff—while Lacy attended to her $1-a-minute massage therapy service/job. The event ended relatively early, at 6pm. Lacy treated me to a beside-the-waters dinner at Fells Point…
And so that’s the fourth leg. Do I sound like I am still tired? I don’t know. I really need a break this week—so I’ll be somewhere in the woods of West Virginia starting Thursday night. But I won’t be reporting details of that rendezvous when I head back here on July 4th and 5th.
Gracias!

—Pasckie
5:34am. June 27 05.
Asheville NC