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Saturday, October 23, 2010

The Sad Saga of Mexican Monkey and Adonis

For someone short and with genes waiting to explode fat cells, Mexican Monkey looks pretty damn good. He has eight and half size feet. Great if you're a girl, but as long as he keeps himself starved, the eight and half size works. If he gained weight it wouldn't take long for his feet to disappear.  Mexican Monkey has a lot of Spanish in his blood. A square jaw, light complexion, sparkling teeth. He is quite handsome, and I'm sure more so when he was younger. However, he is handsome in a daddy sort of way even when he dyes his hair raven black. It is now a kind of henna black so when he steps into sunlight, there is a henna glow coming off the black.

The boyfriend is to die for. Seriously, the dude looks like a fucking Greek statue that came to life. Little locks of hair frame his forehead and each has a tint of blond gold mixed in the brown. He has big brown eyes, perfect skin that looks like it will be another ten years before he shaves. He is slight of built. That athletic slight of built where the muscles are perfectly proportioned, like a runner.

And what the guy has, outside of looking about fifteen and being in his twenties, as if that wasn't enough--he is nice. Really, really nice. No fucking cell phone on his ear while your being introduced, quick with a comeback and comfortable in who he is. How Mexican Monkey found him is a total mystery. Some Colombian hoedown they met at.

Now, Mexican Monkey, is trying to stay sober. The dude, the Adonis, can curtail his drinking, but poor Mexican Monkey wants a thrill a minute. He crashed here this morning while the rest of us went for a bike ride. Oh, how I wanted to yell in his ear, to make greasy bacon. But I didn't, he crashed, sobered up enough to haul his drunk ass home and crash again.

They are coming over for dinner Sunday and Mexican Monkey has to stay sober enough not to make himself look like a falling down drunk.

I will have eggs for Adonis to take home. The last time he was here he said how much he loved the eggs from his father's chickens back in Columbia. Mexican Monkey wanted eggs but fuck him. I gave Adonis the eggs telling him "You can have all the eggs you want. If the chickens don't lay enough for you--I will".

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