tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289482511228853984.post6423351669203948367..comments2023-12-16T05:27:05.041-06:00Comments on mexpatriate — in the key of steve: living luggageSteve Cottonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00468378507171761868noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289482511228853984.post-50804072957845588702010-05-16T14:41:09.873-05:002010-05-16T14:41:09.873-05:00Mom -- I suspect the crocodile thinks he has a nic...Mom -- I suspect the crocodile thinks he has a nice solitary life. Just like your son.<br /><br />ANM -- Project away.<br /><br />Brubor -- And a good desk ornament it is.<br /><br />Leslie -- There are stories now and then from Boca de Iguana and La Manzanilla of croc-dog encounters. I have heard of none in Melaque -- though, there are signs warning the unwary.<br /><br />Croft -- I hope this one survives.Steve Cottonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00468378507171761868noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289482511228853984.post-91994482447491284132010-05-13T18:22:26.791-05:002010-05-13T18:22:26.791-05:00My wife raves on for hours about the deer that com...My wife raves on for hours about the deer that come to visit and snack on her flowers. The same as your crocodile, the land was theirs before it was ours. Or, like Latinos in the USA, "The border crossed, we did not cross the border".<br /><br />Your crocodile owns the Laguna and will still be there when we are gone. We are only visiting.<br /><br />Gracias Cocodrilo!Crofthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17634815881045387152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289482511228853984.post-20984636015083382692010-05-13T14:55:53.492-05:002010-05-13T14:55:53.492-05:00I too am fascinated with your laguna friend. He l...I too am fascinated with your laguna friend. He looks pretty happy in the clearing that was made for him. :) <br /><br />During Semana Santa there was a news story about a boy whose arm had been bitten off by a crocodile. I didn't catch where it had happened, but I kept hoping that it wasn't this cute little guy. (I later learned that it happened at a golf course in PV.)<br /><br />How's the ankle coming along?Leslie Harrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12084393882026836564noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289482511228853984.post-4773622918404261262010-05-13T12:57:29.730-05:002010-05-13T12:57:29.730-05:00I, for one, share the fascination with your Lugana...I, for one, share the fascination with your Lugana neighbor. That's why I have a croc on my desk (albeit a colorful ceramic croc). If I cannot have the real thing, I will a reasonable facsimile. Or an unreasonable one.Brubornoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289482511228853984.post-85052217393573595232010-05-13T11:33:16.431-05:002010-05-13T11:33:16.431-05:00Dear Mrs. Cotton,
Since Crocodile is without fami...Dear Mrs. Cotton,<br /><br />Since Crocodile is without family, children, and friends (what Sartre would call the hell of other people), his appearance is probably much younger than his actual age.<br /><br />I choose not to think of him as lonely, but, rather, as a self-satisfied Victorian bachelor, quite at home with all his eccentric habits -- one of which might be to take a chomp out of one of his "friends of the Luguna."<br /><br />But, then, again, I am probably projecting.<br /><br />ANMAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2289482511228853984.post-13394687931663249812010-05-13T10:48:38.061-05:002010-05-13T10:48:38.061-05:00The poor crocodile. All alone. No wife, no child...The poor crocodile. All alone. No wife, no children. No friends. He must be lonely. But, he has "the friends of the Luguna " to clear out space for him. I wonder how old is he.<br /><br />MomAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com