A former latin american exile writes about life..

Ok so I gave up a comfy boring life to go live in South America. Lots have suggested that I write about my experiences, so here it finally is.

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Crunchy critters, seen with my own eyes

I was out with a group of friends on Saturday night at a place in North Central Phoenix. It's an interesting group and someone happened to have brought a friend with who was unquestionably mentally ill. When he gets the undivided attention of everyone in the area by taking his shirt off, throwing it on the ground and speaking in tongues - obviously he ain't quite right.

He was muttering something about being a trillionaire but he just had to get the money back from the cops.

The random observations were interrupted by the arrival of a large bug. I don't know what they are called but they look like an elongated cockroach and they fly. If one hits your windshield you get a big greenish yellow spot where the bug explodes. One of the girls got up and screamed, someone else managed to step on it.

The trillionare immediately made a beeline for the dead bug - it was like a hungry kid in a Mad Max movie. He ate it in two bites. The group scattered for the evening shortly thereafter.

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