T-Day Thoughts
Some scattered things here:
-Wednesday was everything it was billed to be at K&L. Huge crowds, lots of action, lots of booze being bought. We made it through in fine form, although I was pretty beat on Thursday morning.
-Our T-Day family celebration went down without a hitch: two maggies of Champagne, some Chablis and Beaujolais with the main course, with grappa and Japanese whisky for dessert. Then we switched over to beer, and then back over to grappa. And then back to beer. And then I fell asleep (at 8:45).
-On our way back to the Bay yesterday we learned that beloved Mexican comedian Chespirito had passed away (not more than 45 minutes after I had been discussing his work with my mother-in-law), so the ride back became very depressing. When we got home, however, my wife's aunt called and invited us over to drink cocktails and watch old episodes of El Chavo del Ocho. We drank and talked and laughed with the whole gang until late into the night. If you can even remotely speak Spanish, and you've never seen Chespirito in action, you need to watch the reruns every weekday at 5 PM on Galavision. Or you can borrow my DVD box set. I learned a lot of my Spanish slang watching El Chavo and a lot of the bonds I've built with some of my Mexican friends and co-workers came through our mutual appreciation for his programs. There were some great memes created yesterday in homage that brought tears to our eyes. Throughout the U.S. and Latin America, the El Chavo reruns are still viewed by roughly 91 million people every single day. This guy was an absolute legend.
-Woke up today in a total haze. The last thing I remember was laughing at the Ñoño character, played by the same guy who does Señor Barriga, and remarking how incredibly well these grown men can play children on TV. I rolled out of bed at seven, wiped the drool off my face, and went into work.
Hope you all are having a good weekend. I'm in the store today, then I'm back into party mode tonight and tomorrow. I trust you're all drinking something tasty!
-David Driscoll