Mustachioed Mayors. Misspellations.

Trekking through the Colca Canyon, home of Andean Condors, surprisingly boistrous brass sections, and amazing vistas (when not distorted by torrential downpours or myst mountains that really do seem to sneak up on you), my mind went a thousand miles an hour. It seems that when I am not charged with producing anything on a daily basis, my mind trips over itself, thoughts running into one another as they have no specific alloted time period (post-work, or post-run, or pre-nap, etc.) in which to have their piece. Seems that composing a remarkably insightful and poetic blog entry would be a good use of all that mind-energy, but sitting down to pound out something here on a side street in Arequipa, nothing special springs to mind. A relatively eventful past week, with digestive difficulties, counterfeit currencies, and midwestern connections, which I´ll try to expound upon when I have more time and more wits about me.

Note: my digital camera has been acting up. Its something like the weather here, which is entirely predictable. They say the weather is like the women. Often ugly in the morning, but it usually gets sunny later on. Anyhow, I´m depending on friends to provide me with some good pics of my trip, should any blog-reader be interested enough to see me doing something lame, like descending into the world´s (second) deepest canyon, chillin´ with llamas at Macchu Piccu, eating cow heart, or guzzling cheap rum on unidentifiable south american plazas.I bought a disposable for when my digi fails, but promptly left it at a hostal in Cuzco in the hysteria and hype of an impromtu blues jam.

And so, a haiku. when my mind settled with the canyon rain.

Sometimes, I am wet.
But not when I wear Gore-Tex.
I love you, Gore-Tex.

There is great meaning in this. Dryness is not a subject matter which I take lightly. Nor is dampness. Don thy gore-tex, weary traveler.

So the super bowl is on right now. ho-hum. And I hear Bush made a decent Clinton Joke the other day. And gillete now has a 5-blade razor. the world keeps on turnin.