Saturday
Jun282008
50x365 #281: Milo
Saturday, June 28, 2008 You offered us capfuls of Costa Rican gasolina beneath your rancho’s corrugated steel roof before you pulled out your guitar to sing us some of your favourite patriotic songs. Your wife played a cheese grater with a metal skewer, and our faces grew warm, and I didn’t understand a word.






































Reader Comments (2)
This is completely and totally unrelated, but I'm de-lurking to comment on the fact that your masthead snores when you put the mouse on what I think is your ear. This has completely blown my mind, and confused me immensely until I figured out why my computer was snoring at me. I am consequently amazed and entertained.
Also, you have one awesome blog, and from what I can tell from said blog, are one awesome person.
It snores! That is curious, but I like it.