DAY 13: Make the Right Choice, Make the Chocolate Covered Donut Choice

So I frequently find my journals cycle through epochs of order and sense. This long break from my first digital diary has left me in the upswing of a senseless divulging of mind crumbs.

To start with, please don't miss your opportunity to:

Hack a Magic 8-Ball

So as you do that and snicker away while your friends' yes-or-no questions are answered by the word, 'PENIS,' please take care to note that the order and sense of my blog is currently taking a derelict dive.

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(Please note that though thematic meaning will be moved to the bottom of the accomplishments list for this blog, entertainment will still be top priority)

That is to say...

Day 12: I'd Love to introduce you to Caga Tío

I will never leave you in the dark, especially when it comes to the freaky practices of foreign nations. For all the wild traditions that the Spanish of Catalonia hold on Christmas, there is none greater and more wild than the visit to the Caga Tío.

I so meticulously plotted over my personal experience of Christmas that I forgot to mention the most fascinatingly grotesque tradition of the Caga Tío. 

The tradition is, no doubt, strange. Apparently, the Caga Tío is hybrid of our Christmas tree (or Chanukah's bush, depending on your faith) which sits like a hen over the Christmas presents, and a Yule log, the ceremonial fire that is fed throughout the month of December starting (now don´t hold me to this fact) on the 8th. By fed, I mean spruced up with aromatic sprigs and various other scraps that smell pleasant when burned. The log is then burned for Christmas.

DAY 11: 'Twas Noche Buena

Shout out to all the babies in baby land.

Especially to the first person to follow me, La Cris!!! Lots of love to you!

And YES, I am talking about the baby, Jesus Christ himself. And you, of course.

To start off, I want to send love to all of my friends and family. I love you guys!

I´ve begun to worry, actually, because I have lost contact with a few VIPs from the inner circle. Please, if you see any of these beautiful girls, please let them know they are loved:

Day 10: Ayyyoooooo fo.....

Wow, when I find myself eating chocolate and playing bejeweled on a Friday night and listening to Maná´s Labios Compartidos, I realize the pure joy of mindless activities. And then I realize I have a blog to write so now I come to you.

While HDP sleeps and the jewels click away, I ponder Chinese food dish.

Day 9: Buddha

EDITORIAL NOTES

If you want to leave a comment, I would kiss you if you were leaving it in the same room as me. And even if you don´t get a kiss, if you have a GMAIL/google account you can easily leave a comment, it take less one minutes to simply sign in and leave it. Would roll on the ground with joy to hear from you and if you FOLLOW THE BLOG you´re getting something extra special for christmas (think: stripper hidden within the pecan pie).

AND LISTEN TO THE NEW SONG BELLOW and leave comment in soundcloud if you have no life and want yet another account on the internet (or if you are a music junky)

OK :)

Now some kitchy-katchy up-pee.....

Day 8: Alive, and Short, and Sweet

Tearing down the format barries, this is an IN YOUR FACE post.

Here´s a silly photo!

That´s HDP and my buddy Beaver who stayed with us on his way out of Barcelona.

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And here.... is a song for YOU!

Tu Voz Dulce by TheFamily

I love you sooooo much!
MDO

Day 7: Night Time in Born Barrio +

THINGS ABOUT THE WEEK

Last weekend we went to this hyper posh bar at the Vela, a sector of the W Hotels located at the end of the Barceloneta beach. It´s supposedly shaped like a "vela," a ship´s sail. Anyhow, after riding the elevator up to the 26th floor we had this crazy view of all of the beach front of Barcelona while we ran around and drank Watermelon sumpin-sumpin and dangerous mojitos on the tab of "Sheridona," our imaginary friend. The music was loud, upbeat and danceable, the people a bit out of our price range and the general atmosphere verging on belligerent.