Manuel's Traveling tonight on a Plane

Lordy Lordy, low and behold what one will find when you clean your cluttered cubicle, a Spain Log from years and years ago. Like a dork I wrote in my 'journal' the entire trip, and plan to put the trip to pictures sooner than later.

One of the many highlights of the trip was Manuelabor and Mike D. hopping on the stage at La Paloma , an amazing ballroom in Barcelona right off Las Ramblas. As I was salivating over an English girl who obviously was on speed, the two hoodlums hopped on stage, and Manuelabor even danced beside the hot chick that was paid to dance under the light, until he was escorted off the stage.

Everytime I see Manuelabor, I sing "Daniel" by Elton John to him and just substitute the word Manuel for Daniel, it makes him feel a bit homophobic, unsettled, and uncomfortable.

I suppose most dudes would grimace if they were sung to by another dude though, but just can't help it, like the song says, Manuel my brotha, and you are my brotha, keep it real my coconut (white on the inside brown on the outside, like Rolando) friend.

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"I've walked La Ramblas
But not with real intent" -- MSP