where the hell is elmo....it's cold as hell here

man, i can't believe this weather.

unfortunately i'm in exile in daytona the dull (daytona beach, florida) and it's droppin down to the low 20's tonight and wind chills into the teens. for the love of GOD! this should be illegal, i mean, florida is beaches and palm trees and it's frickin freezing...below freezing. and i'm in florida. what about you brothers who've posted having to dig outta the damn snow up in the northeast...and i'm complaining? help.

ELMO, WHERE THE *(&^^ ARE YOU?

i heard from a post that you and the mrs were meeting somebody in barranquilla (?). what's it like? beach, sunset 80 degrees, music wafting through the air, beautiful tanned bodies bouncing about, food that you can smell, pungent in the air. HELP. GET ME TA F..K OUTTA HERE!!

i haven't had chuzos for four years, quaro only on a couple of occassions, ron medellin equally rarely, and i haven't had a real line in over four years. now that SHOULD be illegal. it's not like i'm some ole junkie...hardly, i mean, when i want a drink, i pour it; when i want a cigerette, i light it up; if i want a 'j', same as a cig. but where's my line? damn it, i'd walk a frickin mile for a real line. enough said.

anyway, i'm just sitting here, bored, freezin my butt off, dreamin of you folks there in the promised land and enjoying life's fruitsaw

By dwmte on Jan 23, 2005, 16:52 in Friendly Talkzone.

dwmte says on Jan 23, 2005, 16:54:

sorry about the above..... the computer went on the fritz and i couldn't see the text any longer and the scroll bar had disappeared.

anyway, i said enough, just moaning out loud.

peace

dw

elmodefoque says on Jan 24, 2005, 07:24:

DW, I froze my ass off yesterday, here in NYC. I had to go downstairs (I live on a 5 floor walk up) find my SUV buried somewhere under snow and then dig that shit out, but first I had to get to my shovel, inside the SUV. Not so fast, doors were frozen solid and it took like 15 minutes to finally get them open. It was lotta fun, as much fun as a hole in the freakin head. To think that I grew up kicking (no shovel) burro and goat crap from outside my hut in 120 degree bright dusty sunny day, sweating like a pig, now, I’m shoveling freaking snow, not sure which one is worst.
I’m outta here Feb. 3, landing in Cartagena at night, could not get a direct flght from Bogotá to Barranquilla because every body and their mother is going there. The following morning, family is picking me up and taking me to Barranquilla, where I’m meeting with Tone, Miguel and his very lovely Barranquillera girlfriend (saw pic). I’ll be the old modefoque in big ass blue dodge pick loaded with drunken Barranquilleras, all family and friends. On Wednesday (Feb. 9) the carnival is over, and I then take my ass down to Cartagena and meet up with Oldgringo, we’ll get our own carvanal going over there.

over 5 million colombianos in USA and only 27 barranquilleros, i'm one.Curramba, el mejor vividero del mundo!

dwmte says on Jan 24, 2005, 07:46:

sorry to hear .... you had your ass stuck in the snow. been there done that. lived for 3 months a year for two years in the alps in switzerland...brrrrrrr

but being in florida where it's little more than palm trees and beach and a bloody cold front blows outta canada or alaska or somewhere freezing my balls to brass. get me outta here.

i had heard from some poster that they had met up with you in some place on the coast (colombia) and i just wanted you to say some delicious about the sand, music, guaro, tan bodies, food, buddies that would just really make me feel sick. boo hoo

daytona the dull...help! gimme a paisa, or a costeno and a beach, or a finca or an estadero with some friends. don't need to tell you, it would beat the )(&%^^$ outta here.

peace, bro.

dw