seor Rafa es muerto.
the man that taught me how to touch the conga drums died two days ago. he was 73. not bad for a cuban refugee.
i went to lawrence last night and saw a girl that i hadn't seen in 3 years. last time i saw her i had a huge crush on her and i told her, and was for the most part, shot down in the nicest possible way. She was performing with her band and i was relieved when they didn't suck, and she looked better than i'd ever seen her. I didn't really get to talk to her as much as i'd have liked to, all we really got out was "a lot has changed", but it was a decent night.
the man that taught me how to touch the conga drums died two days ago. he was 73. not bad for a cuban refugee.
i went to lawrence last night and saw a girl that i hadn't seen in 3 years. last time i saw her i had a huge crush on her and i told her, and was for the most part, shot down in the nicest possible way. She was performing with her band and i was relieved when they didn't suck, and she looked better than i'd ever seen her. I didn't really get to talk to her as much as i'd have liked to, all we really got out was "a lot has changed", but it was a decent night.