I almost got lucky with Dagmaraka last Saturday

She assured me she would show me a good time if I were to pay her a visit, but there was a condition involved: I must arrive before Amigo. The first one to show would be treated to an evening of carnal pleasure.

I quickly showered, shaved, put on my best suit, and headed out the door. I knew Amigo was a tricky little Mexican and would to every thing in his power to beat me to Boston.

I arrived at a reasonable hour, or so I thought, and approached Dag's gate. But then I froze. Amigo's unmistakable voice filled the night air, " ¡ANDELE, ANDELE!¡ARRIBA, ARRIBA!"

At least that what I think he was saying. Whatever. It didn't really matter -- my little Mexican friend had thwarted me again.

I could hear Dag's voice, "Ooooooooh ooooooh, ahh, yes, my little brown friend! Harder! Faster!"

I stood for the longest time on the sidewalk and stared at the window.....





Then I left. Back to the swamp.

And I walked with a heavy heart.