And the men who hold high places
Must be the ones to start
To mould a new reality
Closer to the heart
-Rush
Domingo 22:46
Listening to the Seahawks bitch-slap the Cardinals 10-0. Just came back from watching Atletico squeak by Getafe 1-0 at Calderan stadium. I scalped and for 20E sat 10 rows away from the action behind the net where Madrid scored in the first half and defended furiously in the 2nd half. It was great. Old ladies screaming “Hijo de Puta!” Little kids screaming “Grab my balls!” Fun for the whole family!
It was a long weekend for Constitution Day (6th) and Immaculate Conception (8th), so Maria and I just camped out in Getafe. We saw Cirque du Soleil's Delirium on Friday, which was great, though much more singing and dancing than gymnastics. And they sang a lot of songs in ENGLISH, which they never do. It was strange for me. It was Maria's first Cirque and she loved it. Then we shopped on Saturday and I taught her how to play poker, and then she kicked my ass. Same as it ever was.
On Wednesday, Atletico beat FC Kobenhaven and advanced to the final 32 of the UEFA Cup.
Thursday Maria and I went to Madrid and saw Cortyl Landia. Corte De Ingles is like Macy's or Sears, and they have a big light scene outside the store in Madrid's center. Maria used to see it when she was little with her dad. Funny. Weird.
Maria was born in 1974. Four years younger than the Seester. EEEEEEK!6 years seems like nothing. Saying 1974 makes me poop my boxers!
My life is beautiful – and i hope yours is too.
I am not wearing any pants. Hope you aren't either.
Maybe.

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