Way down here you need a reason to move
Feel a fool running your stateside games
Lose your load, leave your mind behind, Baby James

Oh, Mexico
I never really been but I’d sure like to go
Oh, Mexico
I guess I’ll have to go now

We’re on the road and headed south of the border. We’re staying at the LAX Hilton tonight (free, thankyewverymuch, thanks to all the frequent flier points I socked away when I was traveling for work) so we won’t have to fight rush hour traffic in the morning to make our 7:45 a.m. flight tomorrow. We’ll be soaking up the sun in Mazatlan 15 hours from now with nothing on our agenda for the next 10 days but sleeping, snorkeling and siestas.

And now… As a courtesy to my spammer friends — because I don’t want them to waste their time trying to waste my time by spamming my comments with stuff I won’t be here to delete — I’m closing the comments here and at Beth’s blog until we get back next Monday.

¡Adios, amigos, estamos el vacaciones!

We’re going to Mexico on vacation tomorrow and my digestive tract has apparently decided to get a jump on things. Most people come back from Mexico with Montezuma’s Revenge — me, I’m going there with it. I’m a-gurglin’ all over the place and doing my part for global warming. The one place you do not want to be right now is behind me. Or around me at all, for that matter. I have a serious case of Angry Butt goin’ on over here.

I think it was the cottage cheese I ate last night — it tasted funny. I noticed about halfway through the bowl and thought Hmm, this tastes kinda weird. Has it gone over? I wonder if it’s going to make me sick. Then I kept eating it.

Glurgle. Pllbbbtttt.

Here’s a phonecam image I shot yesterday on returning to my parked motorcycle after seeing a movie. I’m kind of proud of it.

I call it Hog & Piglets