We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Catrina dolls and other wonderful death dolls at Mi Casa Restaurant. They are hand-made, of painted clay appropriately enough, and expensive.
Whever I want something but have no use for it and don't want to spend the $, I just take a snap of it. Then I own it, in a way. I am trying to teach Mrs. BD that approach to things - symbolic possession by internalizing an image or idea. But does it work for designer shoes?
More below the fold -
San Jose Del Cabo Airport
Some snaps of Cabo San Lucas. Dig the old Viagra guy:
One of the bars on the marina - Free Beer with a college ID -
More pharamacies. No prescriptions needed -
Another marina restuarant/bar -
Cactus forest -
a pic of our place, early morning walk -
Our hotel lobby. It ain't Motel 6:
The chapel at our place. All of the nice resort places have chapels, but with Masses only only Sundays - not enough priests for daily Masses:
Morning surf -
Swimmable beach on the Sea of Cortez. Those hills and rocks are "Land's End," the southernmost tip of Baja:
Catrina dolls. An artist by the name of Jose Posada created an image of "La Calavera de la Catrina" or "The Skull of A Female Dandy". The costumed female and male dolls became part of the Day of The Dead festivities in Mexico.
I only know this because the Mrs. has a collection of them that she puts out every Halloween. I read the description off one of the boxes she has them in. :>)