By Eric Le Roy
El Conejito
I guess the frenzy is fading now, but (as usual, a day late and a dollar short) I would like to record a few belated thoughts on the recent Super Bowl in America. Not the game itself, mind you, which by all accounts was as boring as an argument between two dead people, but the Half Time Show, featuring an enterprising dude with … Read the rest
When I was a young lad long ago in the bland, faceless, smugly prosperous America of the 1950s, I had an itch to be somewhere else. As I heard the expression put first on the TV series “Buffy the Vampire Slayer”, I would indulge myself regularly in a game called “Anywhere but Here.” The Germans have a beautiful word for it: Wanderlust.
But … Read the rest
Content 18 + (published as is, blog owner may have different opinion from the author) I had flunked my degree at the University of Bath — a savage spectacle where all the students met to see their results, and I was the only El Floppo Cunto — and it was one of the most humiliating moments of my life. Moreover, I had brought Jackie with me up to the Uni … Read the rest
