After a long weekend, the bedroom completed; Tuesday is here. Dreams of Lisa asking me to listen carefully to someone read a poem for the punctuation is telling me I have been away from here too long. I have to head to City Hall, Chelsea for an application for marriage license. Plus I might as well get some parking stickers in case I want to do something wild like drive my car out of my condo's parking spot. Sunday I attended an El Salvodranian festival in the soccer field two blocks from my home. Six musical groups performed from standard ballads to rock, to rap then to old time music like Rancheros and finally ball room style. There were your standard fare of food...yuca in various forms, pupusas, horchata, and all the things that I eat in this household run by my Salvadoranian novia.

Keep up the great work, all!


OM