Showing posts with label Spanish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spanish. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Rudy Wanted His Presents

Something possessed him when his birthday approached.  Instead of his 32-year-old self, Rudy suddenly became a six-year-old, demanding his rewards for gracing this world with his presence.  Well, indeed!  Why shouldn't he get presents for his presence?  And why shouldn't he make his demands in every language?  Por ejemplo, he loved Spanish, and they were a giving people.  His battle cry of "Give me my presents!" became more lyrical to his ears--and he hoped to others--when he changed it to ¡Dame mis regalos!  

At the very least, someone could fix him some huevos con chorizo for breakfast.



Saturday, July 20, 2013

Day 207. Blue Earrings (A Question at the Community Center)

I drew this picture while pausing the movie trailer for a flick called "Finding Joy."  Older faces have so much more character than unlined perfection.  Oh, and I think this was probably a library, but "Question at the Community Center" had a much better ring to it.  It's like fiddling with the engine on a car, isn't it?--the joy of fine-tuning.  (No linguistic fiddling is needed, of course, if you're in the land of Spanish, when being at the library--(Una Pregunta A La Biblioteca)--or anywhere else for that matter, sounds lovely.