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11.12.07

Domingo, Velasquez and Manoline....


11.12.07
Uvieu,España

" Relax man, only 26 more days then it's
out in the damned street with the tree, hasta luego !
27 days from now they will treat that big nativity scene
down there in the plaza of THE BIG CHURCH like
red headed step child ! Huh ! Into the damned
truck with these fiberglas sheep ! Hasta luego....
The santas will go back to being the " friendly "
drunk bums as always, " Hey buddy, gotta
buck for veteran...?" , just like normal.
All good, all normal.... only 27 days brother...relax."

Domingo, Velasquez, and Manoline sat smokin
behind the truck. They waited....
for the mall to close, and hoping Gerald,
a mall Santa, would not be late. They waited.

" You gonna smoke that thing, or what ? "
" yeah, but look over there...Is that Greald
gettin' busted ...Great..."

It was Gerald. Santa suited and sprawed acrossed
the hood of the cop car. They had a bag, and
were holding up what looked to be a bottle of
some sort...then another and another...
" Welp, now what boy's ? ...go and bail the brother
out...? Or to the Cueva Bar for some beers...? "
" ...Their cuffin' him up. Game over for Gerald...
poor stupid bastard...The Cueva, eh? ...."


Gerald sat in the back of the cop car
watchin' the truck and Valesquez
Manoline, and Domingo drive away,
He'd get out in the morning, and go back to
the house on the hill, " Only 27 more days
then HASTA LUEGO !!!! to this weird scene,
and to next xmas in Fez... "

Be well todo mundo,
J.Level

foto: "Con Velasquez" 70x60cm oil/linen 1200 euros
©2007jpl" Domingo,Velasquez and Manoline"

26.5.07

...on elections, Little Tommy, dogs and big ham sandwiches...


25.05.07
uvieu,España
...the elevator in the building is like a time machine, and theres always a smokey vision of who you will be when the doors open out onto the public floor... today i was Level, cheif of the supream court, and i declared peace in España. Everybody went home and put on their best clothes, washed the dog and went to the palza de la constituion, where there was beer and big ham sandwiches...and not a politicion to be seen. Oh, i outlawed them too, did i say that? a fine time was had by all , execpt for little tommy whom wanted to be a politician when he grew up... he cryed but a minute, and then forgot all about it and was seen dancing happily, and when asked why he said he did'nt know. happy is the kid whom dances for no reason he can explain. And the day ended, kids and dogs collected, the leftovers sent to Madrid, and all was right with the world... it good to be the cheif of the supream court...No?

Be well todo mundo. Change something that desperately needs changing today.
J.Level
(jlevel77@yahoo.com)