{pan ducle en OXXO. for no reason.} GoooooooooL for today: (because I still have a really hard time doing this.) to write something in my blog AND PUBLISH IT . ..ublish it. bulshi it. Aaand there we have it! Bullshit! (You see? Do you see how my brain can work sometimes?) Awesome-sauce'em. Now, be warned. This rambling came out in Spanish and English. I don't know where I was going with it, but I started talking about displacement and tumbled into Heroic Procession and some of what all that is about. The links go to a video- if you want to one incarnation of it. Bueno- Estoy cansada por ese manana y no me importa sobre cualquier dia grande. Hoy es el dia de independencia - de nuevo. El Grito - de nuevo. Tocan las campanas - de nuevo. Pero yo no soy mexicana. No soy una gringa tampoco. Me siento como una extrana. Aqui, en San Diego, en Chicago, en Webster soy rara. I am diaspora from a non existent Europe. The French I would hav