Land crabs in Bucerias

by Jack Brummet, Mexico Travel Editor

One night last week in Bucerias, we were watching a movie in our casa after dinner.  Keelin heard a noise and walked over to investigate.  She didn't quite eek, but she had found something.  We turned down the volume on the movie and you could hear it walking, clicking, across the floor.  It skittered under the couch, which Señor Daveed and I moved.  Standing on the floor looking up at us was a land crab.

We had never seen one before in all our trips there.  I don't know much about them other than crabs run the spectrum from fully aquatic to fully terrestrial.  Even the most fully terrestrial land crabs must return to the sea to lay their eggs, so they don't live too far from the beach.  In our case, the beach was about half a block west of us.  It would have gotten pretty interesting if, say, thirty of them had invaded our house. . .

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Faces No. 287 - at the airport

Drawing by Jack Brummet

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Poem: The first blossoms, leaves, and shoots of spring

By Jack Brummet

The dappled grey, mottled rust,
And crumbling mustard leaves and fronds
Tumble to the beckoning loam in the fall,

Sinking to the brown earth
Like we all do
Sooner or later,

But they do it every year,
Reincarnated in green 

For one more run at life above the earth.

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Isn't it time we brought back Micro-Fluff?

-click to enlarge-

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Faces No. 286 - Four

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The Mexican version of the Indie band Econoline Van

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Francisco Villa and Emiliano Zapata tote bags

Not unlike Che, I'm not sure if Zapata or Villa would laugh or cry at the way their images are used these days.

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Forigners -- hijacked found sign from Nayarit

Maureen's comment:   I took lessons from him for a week straight and my Spanish got worse. I do not recommend this teacher.

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Shaggy Dog Story No. 16 - The Blarney Fisherman

A man was stopped by a game warden with two ice chests of fish, leaving a river well known for its fishing. The game warden asked the man, "Do you have a license to catch those fish?" The man replied, "No, my friend, I don't have a license. These here are my pet fish." The game warden replied, "Pet fish?" "Yessir," the man said. "Every night I take these fish down to the river and let them swim around for a while. Then I whistle and they jump right back into this ice chest and then I take them home." The game warden said "That's a bunch of nonsense! Fish can't do that!" The man looked at the game warden for a moment and then said, "Sir, it's the truth. I'll show you. It really works." The incredulous game warden replied, "Okay, I've GOT to see this!" The man poured the fish into the river and stood and waited for a while. After quite a few minutes the game warden turned to him and said, "Well?" "Well, what?" said the man. "When are you going to call them back?" asked the game warden. The man replied, "Call who back?" "The FISH!" "What fish?" ---o0o---

Señor Daveed in Bucerias

Photo and touch-up by Jack Brummet

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Levon Helm sings "I don't want to hang up my rock and roll shoes."

By Jack Brummet, Music Editor

As Levon Helm, one of our favorite roots rock musicians of all time, begins to make his passage to that great bandstand in the sky, this seems like a good song to listen to as you send him your blessings.



And their final song on stage, sung by Levon and the late great Rick Danko:

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Send good thoughts to the American music icon Levon Helm

By Mona Goldwater, Jack Brummet, and Pablo Fanque

ATIT sends love and prayers to Levon Helm, a great drummer, singer, mandolin player, writer, and spirit, whose music deeply moved us and carried us through many happy and not so happy times, and who helped transform our music, all for the good. 


From Levonhelm.com:

"Dear Friends, 


"Levon is in the final stages of his battle with cancer. Please send your prayers and love to him as he makes his way through this part of his journey. 


"Thank you fans and music lovers who have made his life so filled with joy and celebration... he has loved nothing more than to play, to fill the room up with music, lay down the back beat, and make the people dance! He did it every time he took the stage...


"We appreciate all the love and support and concern. 


"From his daughter Amy, and wife Sandy" 

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A Broken Bone: a Donald Rumsfeld poem created from an interview with Bob Woodward

By Jack Brummet, Poetry Editor

A Broken Bone [1]
By Donald Rumsfeld


[1] I created this  poem from an interview between Rummy and Bob Woodward on July, 2006.

Click on Rummy and President Ford to enlarge

If you don't set it,
Everything grows around the break
And you end up with that abnormality.

I used the phrase it's like teaching
A youngster how to ride a bicycle.
You run behind them with your hand in the seat.

At some point you've got to take some fingers off,
And then you've got to let go,
And they might fall.

You help pick them up and put them back on it.
But if you don't take your hand off,
You end up with a 40-year-old who can't ride a bike.

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Shell shock

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