Thinking and Stinking

The most important three words in writing....
Ass in Chair.
-Attributed to a Fairfield English Professor i can´t recall, as relayed to me by Gene Tiernan


Oleanders growing outside her door
Soon they're gonna be in bloom
Up in Annandale
I can´t stand her
Doing what she did before
Living like a gypsy queen
In a fairy tale
Well I hear the whistle but I can´t go
I´m gonna take her down to Mexico
She said oh no
Guadalajara won´t do
Well I did not think the girl
Could be so cruel
And I´m never going back
To my old school
-Steely Dan

So with la Profesora in Guadalajara with her family, I sat my somewhat smelly ass (no shower for 3 days) down and wrote about 4,000 words. A damn good day. I´ve finished with the bulk of the story that takes place in DC and Las Vegas and have started on the much longer Madrid section. Once it´s at 50,000 words i´ll be happy to send it to anyone who wants to check it out. But that will be a while, methinks.

Then Canal Cuatro showed three episodes of HBO´s Roma in a row, and when i hit the audio button on the remote they had it in it´s original form, sweet beloved English! I love that show. This season is about Octavian´s rise to power, eventually taking his revenge on Brutus, Cassius and Antony. Murder, gore, orgies, mothers and daughters having sex with the same men - now that´s entertainment!

It´s raining here. Windy as all hell. Maria were shopping and got caught in the storm and just called to tell me she´s all wet ( i LOVE it when she says that!) and that she´s going to use it as an excuse to take a shower at her Mom´s flat.

¨We should be okay," I said. "I had cold pizza and cold chicken nuggets yesterday, and haven´t showered since Miercoles to save gas."

"Just shower baby. Don´t worry. Just shower!"

I think i´ll do as I´m told. Just this once.