M (As if it was Me)

Whomever was here yesterday saw a picture of me. It seemed like a logical action at the time. So why did it insist on waunt me right there in the back of my mind where I could not reach unless I were to detach myself of all the mudaine affairs that proceed to steal me out precious time... I failed to grasp the depths of it until I was later blog travelling thru some of the capeverdian blogs I want to follow. As soon as I visited the first (albatrozberdiano) I felt pulled into timetravelling warp speed back to my first blogger experience. In Cape Verde. It ended abruptly and has (apparently) left scars... So much so that I felt compeled to change the picture ASAP. I am still restless. I am still there. I experiment the feeling of violation of privacy that assaulted me then. Now. As I am still trapped there. It is puzzling how in this new era sins are everlasting contemporary. My rigourous upbringing does not allow me a different choice of words. My respects to the less Romane Catholic followers of the world. I envy you. There are things I cannot reach.

And into more frivolous matters (to me not to you).

A correction is in order: setting the record straight a very talented musician from Brooklyn, NY, alerted me to the fact that:

- All US states recognize MLK's day as a holiday.

However,

-It did take 15 years for MLK to be considered a federal holiday, in 1983.

- New Hampshire was the last state to adopt MLK Day as a paid state holiday, replacing its optional Civil Rights Day, in 1999.

- In 2000, Utah became the last state to recognize MLK Day by name, renaming its Human Rights Day state holiday. In the same year, South Carolina was the last state to make MLK Day a paid holiday for all state employees. Until now, employees could choose between celebrating it or one of three Confederate-related holidays.

My friend I revere thee...

PS - My landlord (Hi Jonh...) made breaded eggplant cookies today... LOL. (Bolachas) de beringela panadas... Something lost in translation, you think? Nop...