Maybe ole Don didn't know what show he was on. The Coral Gables mayor was tapped to comment on the city's ban on pickup trucks on Comedy Central's The Colbert Report for a February segment called "People Destroying America." No, Slesnick is not the one destroying America; that honor goes to Lowell Kuvin, who has been fighting the town for years for the right to park his pickup truck at home overnight.

Here's what the City Beautiful's honcho had to say about the narcotic effect of those four-wheeled menaces: "It's pickup trucks today, tomorrow it'll be larger trucks, and then the next day probably commercial vehicles, and finally we might have swamp buggies out in the street."

"And nobody wants swamp buggies," Colbert intoned ominously.






SATURDAY

I weigh 114 lbs today, so techincally that is 110 if I take away my boobs. For sure its 3 lbs.

There is always something going on with me, I am like a racing field.

I was supposed to go out for breakfast at Books and Books with the writer but instead I went to ballet class.

Ballet class. The teacher smokes and a girl makes everybody cafecitos. He is such a good dancer still and he is like 60. his body is so tight and he can lift his leg with such ease straight and high up so slowly without moving his thighs.

I walked home, went into a flea market and saw a few greyhound dog races. How boring. A bunch ofold dried up fat old men sitting watching tv screens in heat sipping on cokes and eating hot dogs.

The dogs didn't look abused, they just ran after this thing that looked like a speeding bunny around a track, looked fun. Running can't be that bad, they look healthy. Anyways, they don't run over and over , new sets of dogs come out every race.

Here they are coming out of the boxes to run

I bought a bunch of fruit there for a few dollars. The flea market, where I can get 4 mameys for 6 dollars. In Publix its like 36 dollars for ONE.

Tonight I am seeing Avenue Q , a broadway play about perverted muppets. JE, the sporty lawyer, is taking me, and then he has to drop me off to see my mom who arrives today at 6 pm at MIA airport. I hope my brother has his act together and picks her up because I am the only one beside him who has keys to her place and I do not want to leave Avenue Q to give her keys and watch her roll her suitcase away in a cab. I would feel bad.

Plus Sunday Shel is taking us out for Mother's day.

Last night was ok. I realize, either I need serious alone time, with intervals of space between visits, but I really can't be around people all the time. Every day and every night, I am a princess. I need to be alone and pig out on avocados and watch Marilyn Monroe movies. Or I just need to break up with everyone and live a nice life alone.

What am I complaining about, my life is awesome. It really is. The soul can wait.

I long to be with who I love.   I am thinking even that is wrong, I should just love myself and give nobody sexual power. Its just me here on earth, me and this blog. This blog..diary. Full force conversation.

 If anything I leanr or what to learn is to love myself so that I am so happy, and to shine and shine only for me.


I got sugarcane juices, papaya, thai coconut water and a binch of mameys and mangos, cukes and tomatoes.


Monday



I went to see Avenue Q. It was about puppets, like Sesame Street but for adults.

It was ok, if you like puppet shows about sex, gay people, racism and porn. JE took me, and then we went to his place and watched like 6 Seinfeld episodes. I am getting my education, what a funny show.

\..invited me to Cannes but I can't go. There is a film festival there. I will be in Costa Rica.


I need to be alone for a few days.
I do.

Drinking Mango smoothies, I have a papaya, some mameys and dates. I am ordering dates from Steve in AZ.

My black colored pupils contacts came in, can't wait to see them on!


I morphed me and Marilyn again, its funny, its so much fun.