OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 27: "....On THIS side of the Moon..."

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 27: "...ON THIS SIDE OF THE MOON." ....On THIS side of the Moon?....There is no "mangiari". There's no Vino..... Minerva, (Roman godess of, whatever) speaks your name..... Your fingers?.... Your fingers SPIDER on the guitar fret-board. Gutiar, guitar gutiar, and inner shame........................on this side of the Moon...................................................... U got the Wisdom?? -U'er the WHISTLER in that TUNE!..... The one that no-one forgets, but always regrets......on THIS side of the Moon...................... CADENZE & RAPTURE: It's a "sancture".... A "Cosa Nosta" (our business) and a mile; our feet are tired....but our shoes?.-...... Quite new....... Infact, frick U!... We do that every Mile........... Still?... Julia?... Your finger SPIDER on the guitar fret-board.....and constantly beguile (love those loud pantalones!)..... on THIS side of the Moon. c 2012/dave-Lord Borgo-Send Money/dental plann/somebody hugs Miss Molly-my ferril cat....she olikes milk in the morning/Piacenza/HOTEL DAVE/Italy.....near France.

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 26: APOCALYSE, NOW!...

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No 26: APOCALYPSE, NOW!... (...This is the end, my only friend, the end...)............. I peek thru the Venetian blinds.... I KNOW they're VENETIAN cos I bought 'em from a guy from Venice........ (Once more).... I peek thru the Venetian blinds.... PIACENZA (Italy)...... I'm in the HOTEL DAVE... (€35 per nite), via Campagna...... Outside?.... LUIGI; munching down on pasta, salami, coppa, insalata; getting stronger; sucking down good vino, getting satiated....... Me?.... Just me & and a bottle of "Jack"....getting thinner, getting weaker................................. I really needed a "mission"....or some Gal with big bazookas............ (A knock at the door/door bell thing)...... It's the Utility guy... He's here to cut off the Gas...... "What are the charges?" -I ask. ...... In Italian, he replies: "Don't be a wise-guy, Dave. Open your frickin mail!"... ...adding; "Sure hope U like Salad...."...... "Salad?" I ask.... "Yo big-boy." he replies.... "It's a dish outta Napoli. Frickin cold. dude!".............. (...This is the end, my only friend, the End....).............. .................c 2012, June/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO -with NO Gas/Piacenza/Italy.

OUR MAN in EUROPE/HOTEL DAVE/...."The Sidewinder".

OUR MAN in EUROPE/HOTEL DAVE/No.25: "The Sidewinder." .............................. .....The "Sidewinder" came by last nite... Leather, lace, Diamond-back jewelry.... We enacted the "usual pallarver"...which DOES infact include the application of strawberries and double cream...... If U are out? (of cream)...use vanilla yoghurt....... Anyways? "apres la fest", both of us (me & the Sidewinder), heavy breathing/chain smoking, I posed the question: "Babee?... You're 27 - I think - a frickin Model in Milano, NO noticeable Cocaine addiction; footloose & fancy free...... BUUURRRRTTTT!?... One day? U will be a little old Italian lady, crinkled, rumy eyed and dressed in black?... Then, what?................... SHE?... Wise beyond her years, replies: "Dave?" (Me) "Yes?"... (the Sidewinder) "Dave?... (she keeps sayin Dave...) "Dave?... I'll look a GOD SIGHT better than YOU; plus?... I'll go thru 3 husbands, 3 divorces, 3 MAJOR financial settlements, buy a VILLA in Calabria, get me a "toy-boy", eat ONLY the "finest" and probably DIE in the company of faithful servants who - AND THEY'D BETTER! - will WEEP when I depart....?... (she says).. (She then pauses).....(so do I)...... "And U, Dave?"... she asks.....?... (I pause. So does she).... Eventually, I reply? : "I GOT YOU BABE!"......

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 24: Do U remember ROMA?

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 24: Do U remember ROMA?... Do U remember Roma, my Sweet?... I showed U the "Mouth of Truth", the Temple of Venus...and we dwelt on the Immortality of the (river) Tiber........... I took U hiking; the Via Corso... We ascended the heights to the "Belvedere"...then?..... That Summer storm!?.... We ran thru the rain like Children...till we sought sanctuary in a cafe on an ancient street.... And traffic splashed...."poppolo" hullabullo...."piccolini mangaria"...and ALL the "ragazzi" U could wish to meet!....who fell at your feet, beguiled......!:) ....................Do U remember Roma?... U wore blue: farewell, my Sweet..... c 2012/davedelacroix/our man in europe/piacenza/italy....:)

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 23: MONA

OUR MAN in EUROPE:HOTEL DAVE: No. 23: MONA..., Her name?....was Mona.....(Italian)..... Blonde?.... Certainly...... I met her at the Cafe Giusto-Gusto (so good?..they ALMOST had to name it twice!).......................She -MONA - served me a Bloody Mary..............an empty Suitcase......................and a bottle of Luck.............. I gotta "spare", People!?....Jess let me know..... c 2012/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/Piacenza/NO dental plan/Italia...

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 22: "Bean Pole Rag"

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No.22: "Bean Pole Rag"..................... ....What IS your position on the Bean Pole?... Are U young, gifted & black?... Are U sublime and full of Life?... Do your eyes tell "Blackjack" lies?.... Do U - when you DO kiss - kiss and lose your breath?... Are U always alone in a crowd?.........................What's the size of your shoes?.... I may have some spare!?..... Your "Frizzante" magic over-flows, which is what I suspect; which is what I have heard?........................................... U have a Talmud, U have a Khoran, a "Family Bible"; U have a PLAN.........and yet?...U ponder your place on the "Bean Pole", like me, like U....in this family of Man.......................(demonic SCREAMS from 1,000 Children ensue.......!!!!!) c 2012/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/OUR MAN in EUROPE/Piacenza/Italy/June as June...

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 21: "DEAR JESUS"

OUR MAN in EUROPE: No. 21: "Dear Jesus..." (Jeeze! Ah'ma all outta paper!?....I guess I came here in a Matchbox...all the way from China!...) DEAR JESUS?... Hoping U have more attention span than a Gnat? (English Mosquito).... Me too, for that matter..... As usual? I'm IN LOVE... Nice gal. Good family. Medium height.... My Attorney - as we speak - is busy doing a Credit Check/checking out her recent past.... She's a "Goya", a "Naked Maja".... If she CAN'T cook? I don't care.... I can.........She SMOKES like Mount ETNA (my initial attraction). Drinks Vodka like a Sponge. .. (Whether sponges actually DRINK Vodka is inconsequential...)....... DEAR JESUS? I KNOW U will understand!....... Dear Jesus?....(to be continued).........................EGGS: €1.23......PAPRIKA: €0.85......TOMATO JUICE: €0.75.........MORE VODKA: €8.47........Oregano & Pepper "Nero", I already got............................. c2012/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/our man in Europe/Piacenza/Italy: SURFS UP, kids? -and the weather is groovy....:)

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 20: "Say it with Flowers...!"

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 20: "Say it with flowers...!" ...It's a pre-requisite; most - me-thinks - women Doctors... had terrible fathers... which is why they retreat from REAL life - other than seeing YOU -, embark on that career, and pick up an accessory called a husband, usually?...a subservient, skinny guy with a decent income............... Most MALE Dentists? Outright Sadists...and "control" freaks who, obviously, like to poke around in the mouths of strangers.... An EQUAL, functional inanity... A tad like Airline Pilots (the sober ones) ...who, like Dentists...say: "I am in control, prick!...Don't ask questions, prick!...I can really frick U up OR crash this blessed plane (the thing with wings) any time I want to!"........ Most FLORISTS? (my favorites) ALWAYS look like Agatha Christie/demonically Grand-maternal... and ARE conversant with a myriad of Herbal poisons!...........Doctors? Dentists? Airline pilots?.... Above all?.... Watch out for the Florists!....:) c 2012/davedelacroix/Our man in Europe/Piacenza/HOTEL DAVE/....I think it's the month of June....?

OUR MAN in EUROPE: DAVE HOTEL: No. 19: "...Like a Fool."

OUR MAN in EUROPRE: DAVE HOTEL: No. 19: "...Like a Fool." The sun reflects off your "Raybans".... Eyes? They ALWAYS glint when meeting: "Hello, Goodbye or, till when...?" The swish of your skirt, when U arrive & sit; like a fool? -I fall at your feet. Did U ever go to Los Angeles? Did U ever go to Paris, sweet Montmartre? I MET U, before, in Mombasa!...on a long, lost lonely nite. The sun reflects off your night-shade. I venture and enter your mind. (Catch my breath!) STILL? ...The swish of your skirt when U arrive & sit? I fall at your feet...like a fool. I fall at your feet...like a fool. c 2012/ourmanineurope/davedelacroix/"pour mon accountessa, Carole-Marie"/may all things be good/am REALLY worried about my Utility bill!...:)