Tijuana Gringo |
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This monstrous dream I have of transmitting live video over the internet -- sending the streets and places of Tijuana into the world at large -- the more I look into it, the more monstrous it becomes, more nightmare, less dream. I would need to buy so much [and still inadequate] technology, such poor quality images, and well, the expense alone prohibits me -- I don't have money. Isn't that one reason I have always prefered writing? Because it costs so little?
No. I write because it drives me mad not to express myself in words. I enchant myself with the sound of words in the air, and the look of words on the page. The fact that pen and paper are cheap is only a fringe benefit. And I still pay 25 to 30 pesos and hour to post these writings here for you. [Write me back!] [NOW].
On Another Note:
Saw Noe @ the library. He informed me my poetry reading cannot be the 25th. They'll all be off at the Feria del Libro -- Book Fair -- every night that week. [Insert flash forward here].
Oh, by the way, tonight I'm going to celebrate Mexican Mother's Day with my Maria. She may not be my mother but she's my mamacita. Go see how we....
TODAY: [Video Needs.] -- [Mamacita.]