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Jan
26
bien duro - making money in panama
Filed Under gamble, making money | 30 Comments
“if you had any sense, you’d take your ass home.”
i swear, that’s what he says to me. i don’t respond. i love it when an opponent talks smack. besides, i’m holding a beautiful pair of jacks. and one of them’s smirking back at me, as if he just screwed my girlfriend, and wiped his cock […]
Jan
20
lunch with a former party girl
Filed Under panama girls | 13 Comments
in the lobby of panama’s hospital nacional, two days after doctors tell alex there will be no hysterectomy, i see a poor woman standing in reception. she’s fierce-looking, 30ish, thin, with long black hair. a baseball cap shades her eyes. she’s standing in profile to me, looking down, and laughing with the receptionist.
Jan
16
open a panama business in 20 minutes?
Filed Under News | 5 Comments
in the last couple of years i’ve talked to several locals (and gringos) who’ve told me they would really like to start a business in panama, but they feel held back by the fees, and red tape. well, perhaps help has arrived.
Jan
15
am costa rica is reporting there’s been a decrease in visitors to coast rica for 2006. further, internet statistics show a “decline in interest in costa rica”. online papers and e-zines are losing readership. “tourist operators say business is off 35 percent”
what’s up with costa rica? tourism officials there suggest several possible explanations for the […]
Jan
13
panama doctors - it’s your call
Filed Under medical | 7 Comments
this morning there are three taxis waiting on the corner of via argentina.
“taxi mister, taxi, - this way mister.”
the drivers don’t say a word as the dirty man with crazy hair pretends to help. he points to a beat up taxi in the middle.
Jan
4
your girlfriend’s a dirty whore
Filed Under Tropical Life, panama girls | 11 Comments
dec 31 2003 — i’m somewhere around calidonia when sun-stroke begins to take hold. it’s so hot my hair wants to combust, and i swear, the only thing that keeps it from burning is the sweat drooling down my temples. stupidly, i press on.