Getting Spanked...

It has been a series of busy days. I have not time to write, but here I am saying a little something. There are a lot of things going on. I am happy for the most part, but there are some little nagging issues that just keep surfacing. I wish I could go into them in more details. I just have to catch up to all this work that has piled on me.

Extraño mi Sol...

Hello,

It has been a while. I am stopping by to do a quick blog. I was on vacation. It was my little being a tourist in Chicago. I know I live here. jajajajajajaja!! My kids were on vacation. I took them downtown and visited the museums. We went by the lake and chilled on our bikes. It was nice. Although I have to say I missed a lot of people. I even missed my job. I know...I have to be retarded.

In other news, I have been thinking about Sol a lot. I am not really going to get into any background. She was one of my really great friends. Needless to say, we do not hang out as much. I also realized that I was a little depressed. I may still be depressed, but I guess I just don't know. I have been thinking a lot. This is often a very bad thing. Sonrisa can account for this.

Do you guys think this is all a result of me turning 30? I did not think this would affect me like this. I guess I just feel like I was getting old. I had no energy for anything. I felt like at points I was going to sink into the couch or chair or anyplace I was at and dissappear. Is there a doctor in the house? Does this qualify as depression? Sonrisa you are not a doctor. I already know your diganosis. Jajajajajajaja!! I miss you too Sonrisa.

Sleepless in Chicago

It is coming around 11:30. I can't seem to sleep. I have laid down. I have said my prayers and everything. Mr. Sandman won't come to pay me a visit. I spent a great deal of my day without the net, without tv, without work, and almost no responsibility. On a good note, I did make some of the most fluffiest and tasty pancakes ever. I love pancakes, but these were exceptionally good. They would have been great with some eggs and bacon, but because of Good Friday, I had to leave these out.

My wife tells me we were not supposed to eat at all until the aftenoon. A morning fast in remembrance of the sacrafice that God and Jesus made for us. You see today, Good Friday, is the day that Jesus died on the Cross for us. He died to save us. To save us from sin. I agree with all this. I wish I could have fasted. I know...how catholic for someone that is not catholic. It would have been a good tribute.

Speaking of death...my mother-in-law bought 5 goldfishes. Well...we only have three left. Two died this morning. I took immediate action and took them upstairs to my in-laws to put them in the huge tank they have. It has a filter with tons of fishes. It was strange to see my mother-in-law pour them into the tank. I stood there and watched them for like what seemed an eternity. They gave me such tranquility. It was very therapuetic. We said an Our Father and flushed the first dead fish down the toilet. It was very ceremonious. My son, daughter and I stood around the toilet as I held the fish. We bowed our heads and everything. I dropped him in the toilet and was about to flush. My daughter tells me that she would like to do it. I think I even said a prayer to help guide him to the big sea in the sky or the lake or pond. It was sort of nice. My wife was on her way home from work and missed it all. We should have waited, but then we may not have been able to save the last three.

I stood out on the balcony off my in-laws apartment. It was so tranquil too. The wind flowing thru and around me. It was like renewing me and making me fresh. Does that make any sense? After that I was kind of just really exhausted and did not want to do anything. I went back to watching the fish a little longer.

The rest of the day was just kind of blah. I did get to watch the tv series 24 the first season. I rented it from Netflix. It was very good. I only got the first disk. I can't wait to see the rest.

All Systems are Clear...for now.

I went last night to the Food for Less on 31st and Cicero. Who rolls up on their bike? A guy with a sleeveless shirt and his snake skin boots. I had to laugh. I should have taken a photo.

Btw, thanks for all your concerns. I am okay. Sometimes I get a little bummed out with bad news. For example, my sister-in-law got dumped by her boyfriend this weekend. It has not been a good couple of days. Quite "to my surprise with half close eyes things looked even better than when they were open". Sorry...it was a depeche mode lyric that got into my head. I was happy on my way to work. Even yesterday was a good day. I was being productive and also real busy. I was listening to some good music on the way in. I also have discovered a couple of good CD's. Bands like Straylight Run, My Chemical Romance, Taking Back Sunday, Julieta Venegas, Sean Paul, and of course the usual suspects. I had my ipod on shuffle and Cafe Tacvba always makes my day. Ojala que Llueva Cafe.

This song reminds me of my youth. Saturdays...my parents would wake us up to this type of music. Bands like Dueto Teloloapan, Las Jilguerillas, and Rigo Tovar would be playing full blast on their phono graph or record player. They also used to play their 8-tracks. Those were some really great times. Even though I hate the music then. I love it now. I need to get some of these albums. Try to hunt them down.

Well...bloggeros. Lets enjoy the rest of the day. Take a walk outside guys. It is nice and sunny. Thanks for tuning in. This is Santiago...signing off.

Mis Cien Años de Soledad

This last week has been a little taxing. I think everyone is having some health issues. So...I will not really get into that for now. I know I need to go visit the Dr., but like Sonrisa and Chancla I am a little afraid. You see I am already a Diabetic. I'm sure I have high cholestorol(sp?) and high blood pressure. In other words, my body is revolting against me. I don't want to think of having to hear, "Well...it looks like you need to take or increase this or that medication because we need to regulate this or that." You know the routine. Well...I am actually hoping you do not. I do not wish this on anyone. At any rate, I wanted everyone one in blog world to pray for my partner in crime Sonrisa. She will be undergoing some surgery. Also, pray for my wife. She is having some heart palpitations. She has seen the doctor and everything is okay. It is nothing to worry about. Well...so the doctors tells us. I guess they know what they are doing. No offense, Dr. V.

Needless to say, all this negative karma from everyone around me is making me feel a little depressed. The worst part is that my wife works the night shift and it makes me feel lonely. I get home and she is leaving to go to work. You see she is working more nights, because the tuition for the kids school has increased. The routine is basically get home and take the kids to the park to hang out. Especially since it is nice out. Play a little tag and just spend some time together. Come home watch a little Pink Panther (the cartoon from the 1960s). Bargain with them on who goes first into the shower. Get them ready to go to sleep. Pray with them before going to sleep. By 8:30 they are out like a light. Damn it is time to go.

All in all. I am lonely and pray for family and friends.

Breaking News!!!

I was talking to my co-workers. It seems the tornado hit like 1 block away from our hotel. We even drove by some of the area where it knocked down the street lights. It was quite scary. If I had known it was this close, I would have been running around screaming like a little girl. My brain seemed to have disassociate the closeness when I saw the street lights. Thanks for all your concern.

****************WARNING GROSS FACTOR*****************

Read at your own discretion. You have been warned.

A couple of days ago, I had a conversation with WM. She expressed her concern with using the toilets here at the job. It was too funny. I mean I was almost crapping in my pants with laughter. Does anyone remember an e-mail that was circulating about the types of poop? You know like the poop where you go thru all the movements and fart up a storm and when it comes to wiping...there is nothing there. I believe this is Ghost Poop. There is a Lincoln Log Poop. The one that is just so long, you are almost afraid to flush. You have to break it up with the toilet brush to avoid cloggin the toilet. Maybe it was a had to be there moment. I was balling with laughter.

Local Girl Strikes Again

Btw, I was at a conference the last couple of days. This is why I had not posted in a minute. Sorry. I'm sure no one really cared except my brother. He knows who he is.

So...Local Girl followed me all weekend at this conference. She then has the nerve to tell me that she was alone most of the time. I almost had whip lash as I looked at her and gave her the evil eye. She does not have a crush on me. She just has a lot of issues and one of them is being alone. One of the most recent Local Girl Strikes Again adventures.

She invited me over with another co-worker to her home. I think, "cooked up in my office with no windows or watch some decent cable and get some food". Well...food i brought from home. Because she aint got shit at home. I walk into her apartment and it looks like it got hit by the same tornado on friday. Ok...now bras are all over the place and clothes and just fucken junk is everywhere. Come on...if you are inviting poeple over, then have the place look somewhat clean. I mean put away your bra for goodness sake. Do not leave it draped on the chair in the kitchen.

Santiago Tornado Survivor and Local Girl Strikes Again

I am a survivor of a Tornado. When I was in Springfield, two tornadoes hit our area. It was like two or three miles from where I was staying at. It was heralding to say the least. Although I was not as freaked out as the others, it brough back memories of watching the movie Twister. It was nice out at first, then it turned real windy and it became pitch black outside. The shopping area across the street suddently had a power outage. The hotel manager was telling everyone to stay away from the lobby and any area with glass. Lighting flashed and all I kept thinking about was the Wizard of Oz music. I was expecting the witch to fly by the window along with a cow o two. According to CNN, it was pretty close by and one of the people in our party had experience with tornadoes. So...I was keeping a watchful eye on him. If he began to panic, then I was going to do whatever he was doing.

Darn...no time for the Local Girl Story!!!

to be continued...