Jose Miguel visited the Peruvian Amazon basin and got this itchy bug, locally called izango. I advised him to rub the skin with Peruvian pisco (a kind of brandy) and after a few minutes dust the affected area with sand.
The rationale for this "treatment" is this: first, the bugs get drunk and become aggressive. They start throwing sand particles and stone themselves to death. [Disclaimer: I haven't tried this, and its efficacy is more than dubious. When I got izangos near the Amazon river, I just let them die out naturally, they will not reproduce outside a tropical area].
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Monday, February 19, 2007
Saying farewell is a little, like, dying
I gave my son Jose Miguel, going back to his college, a ride to the airport. Once he passed security and waved goodby, bitter tears filled my eyes and I had to hide in a secluded area. First I thought I was worried my son was going to be alone and far from home. Then I realized it was self-pity, what I really felt sad about was being far from him, unable to feel closely his warmth and love. I had thought he needed me more than I needed him, and I was wrong.
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