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Tuesday, March 29, 2005

The days have been slipping by in the gentlest, most benign way -- like leaves sliding quietly down a street before a warm breeze. I had no idea five days had gone by since the last entry here. Until I finally realized that five days had gone by since the last entry here. Five days that felt like no time at all.

The weekend: tranquil, quiet, spiked by bouts of computer goofiness that needed tending to on Friday and Saturday. The difference in the nighttime noise levels here compared to normal, nonholiday weeks turned out to be impressive, what with much of the local world on vacation, off partying in other locales.

Rain came and went, at times disrupting Easter observances. Wednesday evening's processions in Sevilla, the capital of Spain's Easter week activity, were canceled due to gathering heavy weather -- that evening's news programs showed many clips of devout Sevillanos in tears at the news. The next day's processions went on as planned, however, with plenty of television coverage. And I have to say, after having seen some of the processions in Granada three Easters back, the TV version doesn't even begin to get across the power of the event. (I say this as one not involved in any religion, simply appreciating the energy and intensity. Not to mention the music -- dramatic, heartfelt, overflowing with emotion.)

The media also devoted major blocks of time to coverage of the exodus of traffic out of Madrid on Wednesday and Thursday, then the return on Sunday night, along with ongoing tallies of the highway death toll and comparisons with previous years. Strangely morbid.

And then it was suddenly Monday, the local world seemed to jerk out of slow motion back into real time.

My life is becoming progressively more focused on the DELE language exam in mid-May, each day more oriented around prep. work for that. Classes have gone from 1-1/2 hours a day to 3 hours, with an increase in homework and studies. In addition to which, I'm spending more time with Spanish folks, trying to massage my Castellano into something approximating, er, Castellano.

I'll be curious to see how the coming weeks go.

Updates will follow.

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Two more reasons to shop in Madrid: bras, 2€; thongs, 50 cents!
(Not that I'm into such undergarments myself, mind you. Harrumph.)





Madrid, te quiero.

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BLATHERINGS

August 2001
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February 2002
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June 2009
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MORE FOCUSED BLATHERINGS


Travels:
London '01
Pamplona
Italy '03
U.K. '03
Sevilla
Casablanca
Stoke-on-Trent
Barcelona
Québec/Ottawa
Boston/Lisbon/Madrid
Italy '04
Montréal
La Sierra

Events:
Madrid -- arrival
9/11
Emergency Room I
Holidays 2001
Holidays 2002
Holidays 2003
Holidays 2004
Holidays 2005
A neighbor's passing
Madrid -- March 11 bombings
  and aftermath
Emergency Room II
Israeli friend/Madrid Marathon
Madrid -- Royal Wedding
The DELE exam

GONE, a novel:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10

THE BASTARD CHILDREN OF
JOE ROCCO, a novella:
-- Part 1
-- Part 2
-- Part 3

BURBANK SHRUGGED,
a screenplay:
-- Part 1
-- Part 2
-- Part 3
-- Part 4

Short stories:
Murphy's Wife
Another Autumn
La Queja de Una
  Hermanastra Muy Conocida

Autobiography
-- Personal History
-- Hormones On Parade
-- Accidents, Random Mishaps,
    Personal Problems

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OTHER SOURCES OF WHOLESOME ENTERTAINMENT

People/Weblogs:
dooce
foxvox
fudge it
fear not
rebekka
bookslut
802online
idle words
madhaiku
wockerjabby
grow-a-brain
rebel market
letting me be
out and about
kung fu grippe
fanatical apathy
baghdad burning
wfuv's music blog
kexp's music blog
mimi smartypants
between the miles
just a hippie gypsy
the impossible cool
tomato can brushes
vermont homestead
sugar mountain farm

Good Clean Fun:
gizmodo
futurismic
postsecret
dave barry
human clock
mcsweeney's
spaceweather
book-a-minute
internet archive
self-portrait day
my cat hates you
out of context quotes
surrealist compliment
  generator
strindberg and helium

Makin' Musical Whoopee:
last fm
stereo8
pandora
soma fm

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