Journo entry: NO, just NO

Sippin coffee, ratdog, as you I hate headlines, they scream at me everywhere I go, so like a steady eddie, I choose different path to keep people normal, or what could seem as normal these days. I got a dispatch Did it arrive? yeah and thank you it’s cool. See that skull, that back side, sand from the Camuy caves

Located near Located just south of Arecibo, Puerto Rico,

What’s near is the the Arecibo Observatory 

Met this former Marine in a bar down in Fat City, located just outside of New Orleans, thing about Marines, we can spot each other and, just start talking, this guy spent a lot of time in South American countries, just shaking my head from some of the stuff he was talking about, example, you driving back in jungle, grass high enough and close enough to whack the driver’s mirror, spot a kid in the road, what is seen as a road, don’t stop, don’t ever stop. It’s a trap for a kidnapping. It’s a more normal thing than people realize. Come to find out he grew up near the SOO, think the Soo locks on the east end of these woods. We kept in touch, he had enough, he was done, settled on Puerto Rico, met an island girl who never owned shoes, I’ve been down to his place, owns banana farm way up close to Aibonito, high in the mountains, sent me a few pictures

said his island girl finally has put Amelda Marcos to shame with her shoe collection

Morcos of the Philippines

where they were at the world’s largest outdoor clock, made entirely of flowers

Had told me, he was in a bar somewhere on the back side of Guatemala, an argument had started, everyone has guns, pay no mind to that, because no everyone can afford bullets, what they did, went outside, drew a big circle, the bar emptied, those two went at each with machetes, one finally down, the bar shuffled back in like it was a normal thing, seen it more than few time he said.

Meanwhile they went for supper in Aibonto

7 AM, come on we’re going for breakfast, got on a couple scooters, down the road, we pulled got in line, what’s this? think of Americans driving up to a fast food joint in the AM grabbing coffee or something before work, we get there, this couple was selling roasted pig, get a plate of pig with a Michelob beer, like it was the most normal thing people do.

That pig I had, was some of the best eating I’ve ever had

A friend of the family from Miami wanted to do the tourist thing in the island

That’s enough of NOrMAL, wants me come back for a visit, that last visit was a month, they have drink called Poncho, something they bury for a while then drink, it’s Puerto Rico moonshine. Told him no, not again. I’ll still stick my woods