“Everyone always wanted a piece of Cojito,” says longtime girlfriend Alex Diaz.

One gringo wanted Cojito’s collection of soiled stripper panties. Another man just wanted Cojito to start writing again.

A half-empty bottle of Abuelo, an unopened box of extra large condoms, and a lid of Torrijos brand hydro, purchased just before the big bust over on Calle Uruguay, were among the items auctioned off yesterday by Alex Diaz, from her hut atop a muddy hill in Arraiján.

Cojito and Alex lived together from 2004-2008. During that time Cojito wrote for Panama After Hours, and in his free time taught underprivileged natives the value of irony. Most of the items sold were from the apartment the couple shared in El Cangrejo. read more»

Judi writes:

Well, i read the story entitled “shaken, not stirred” and I rather liked it (now did that ALL really happen …) read more»

my friends say they’re bringing me guaro from central america - what the hell is guaro?

well, they could be returning with a very talkative parrot. but it’s more likely your friends are bringing you the industrial strength beverage enjoyed by alcoholic peasants from all over central america.

guaro, aka aguardiente, or burning water, is likely to be the force behind most central american fiestas, and more than a few wife beatings. unlike fine rum, also made from sugar cane, guaro tastes like crap straight-up. however, it’s good with a mixer. i like it with fresca over ice. read more»