The maids are very considerate, and will leave a Hershey Kiss on your pillow every day. Either eat the Hershey Kisses, or set them in a neat pile on the nightstand next to your bed. If you are not careful with the Hershey Kisses and pay close attention to their whereabouts, you will surely step on one in the middle of the night when you get up to pee, thus causing major damage to your instep
9,900 dead in just three years. No, this isn’t Iraq, or Afghanistan, or some forgotten country in Africa. It’s sunny, fun-filled Mexico, home of the Drug Wars, and just a short drive from my home in Tucson (where Jo-Jo used to live, before he left to buy some California grass). And it’s also where I spend much of my time these days, seeing as my employer has two factories down here. Thanks for that. A few days ago, there was a …Read the Rest
In Coahuila, Mexico, on the toll road between Durango and Torreon and just past the exit for Gomez Palacio, you might see a dead dog on the side of the road. He’s lying there, slowly decomposing in the desert sun and being carried away by the buzzards and the pack-rats and the scurrying beetles a few bites at a time, because I killed him. Driving back from the plant in Durango where I must spend a large part of my …Read the Rest