Day 1: A sample of what your life might be like if you were me right now.

Hello ladies and gents,

Welcome to El Paso Salvaje, a loose collection of days in my life. Who am I? El Muñeco de Oro.

So you are probably wondering why you would want to read a blog about me. Well, think of it this way: it's like reading a blog about Madonna, the pop star who shines in success while beaing crushed by fame, yet instead of Madonna, you have me, El Muñeco de Oro. Again, who am I? Well, let me answer that question of yours with another question: who is Madonna?

And that's what we're all here to figure out...



In this blog [I can't believe I am even writing this word, especially since it pertains to my own], in each post, you can look forward to a three tiered sensory experience. I will strive to provide you, my loyal and beautiful readers with the:

• The Visual
• The Auditory
• The Intellectual
  

Right now, we will begin out adventure discovering Spain, the land whose mysterious beauty never seems to end.


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EL DIA I: El Muñeco de Oro Aparece
DAY I: The Golden Doll Appears

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THE LooKING GLASS

To start, I would love to pass on a collection of photos I was so honored to take with my new and shiny cellular phone, a whopping little gadget of sleekness. I would take a photo of it, but seeing as it is itself the camera, I will instead pass along a photo of the beautiful Spaniard who gave it ot me, Natesia. She is nothing but rambunctious and fun. Let's thank her for her contribution to El Paso Salvaje which she made via the cellular's camera I was so lucky to use to take these photos. Thanks Natesia!

Ladies and gents: Natesia! She's as fun as she looks!

And now let's move on to he who is so near and dear, my partner, El Hombre de Platino. In the future I will refer to him simply as HDP for the purposes of minimizing the possibility that my blog might seem like some sort of hyper explicit ethnographic report (though I'm sure that's exactly what we'll all get in the end anyway). Anyhow, HDP is so sweet. Here is a photo of him in the chowuhh:

HPD skillfully removing the soap from his eyes.
Yes, this is a sneak peak... his true face yet to be unmasked.

Let's see. I should probably include something about HDP's sidekick, el Sr. Karateka as he will eventually feed into our story and I would hate to throw him in without any foreshadowing:

Sr. Karateka

It seems the mainframe is a bit busted at the moment so the sideshow will continue in a near future post. For now, let's give a hand to these lovely Spanish faces and mere glimpses of Spanish heiney.

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LITERARY CORNER

Now that a preliminary casting has been called, on our next jaunt, let me please paint the stage for your. Until then, I will leave you with a piece of friendly Spanish vocabulary:

gallarga. pronounced [guy-yar-guh], meaning 'one session of masturbation.'

While gallarga is the last name of a number of Latino persons, it is also a crude piece of street slang, particularly poignant because of its funny vocalization.


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THE DEAD BEAT'S EAR

As for the musical piece of the day, here's one from yours truly where effects run rampant over my voice, saturation is a must in the bass (if there is one), and the general complexity of the sounds thumps away at a minimum:

La Familia Ft. Munyeco de Oro - El Dia Despues de la Llegada Barcelonia by MUÑECO de ORO

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Alright my ruvery ruffians, please stay tuned in for another visit to the underground Spanish audio-visual revolution known as the one and only Paso Salvaje. Love you!

-MDO