I spy... Pablo!!!

Yes, this a picture from Pablo.

This is what can happen in 6 months.

Can you see?

Sorry it take so long.

I hope now you understand my misery.

Adios!

Please come visit my kneepit blog here...

Hola - I am back!

Yes, look like I have been away longtime. 6 month in total. I am sorry if you worry about me my friends, but since then I have had many adventures and many troubles. Making pictures not really been my top of list.

Anyways up, I am thanking my friend kimbu to take care of my computings for me now no longer have computings in my kneepit. Police they smash everything we have an now I am making new home. I am sending him now my drawings and writings for so he can put these up for me. Him not so bad man, despite what they say. I meet him when he come Oaxaca and he say he can help me. I drink with him tequila, we eat potatoes and I tell him my story.

One day soon I can tell you my story, but now I must be keeping quiet. Many troubles here still. Please keep watching what happen here in Mexico. Please no forget us here.



Understand me, but the devil he is in this land now. Must be careful what I say.

Adios amigos.

Until next time.

Juanitas Fear of Boots

Juanita she have big big phobia for dirty boots. When the army come her village, she remember they break through her door with their feet first. She hide under the bed and she hear the scream and fighting, but all she see are the boots. They put the dirt everywhere on her clean floor, over the pretty rainbow rug her aunties make, and break the house she make for her dolls.

The boot also kick the red stain from her father. When they take him away, they leave the stain behind on the wall, in the corner. After they are gone she try and she try to make clean the wall, just like before, but no matter how she work, this she can never make clean again.

Last year we find her walk the forest all alone. She look very sad, so I ask her if maybe she want help us find the the cheeky yellow monkey who take my underpants. She make the big smile, and soon we become good friend.

Now she live here with us in my pueblo. She make the best bread in whole of Chiapas.

She like keep her kneepit very clean, and will be happy see you if you ever come visit.

Just remember please to leave your dirty boot at the door.

Juanita say thank you.

Change change change

Hlllo my friendies! Sorry no write much now. Pablo have trouble get to computer - is far away long walk. Where I live is hard sometimes. If you have no leg like me can be very tough. Also some monkeys bite me when we playing the whippyass. Now my hand go blue and I lose some finger.



Cannot blame the poor monkey, is good fun game. But this can give me problems sometime. And If you hear about what happen with my sore avocado problems - well maybe you lose all respects for me no?

Anyways, so I see you crazy Friday people's want know about changes eh? OK... So I am thinking like this:

So many people in my life. They come and go. One day I have mama
and papa. Next day I have a dead dog.


Thing always change here. But somehow I think the same feeling eat at my inside. You can change the shirt but the pain inside hurt the same as before.

Only thing change for Pablo is I try not forget the good time. The same hand that strangle my dog could swing me round in the sky make me fly like the toucan. Where mama's empty chair now broken and stinky, was one time her breasts which kept me warm and safe. When my doggie run away for the last time, he left me his slobber all over my pillow. So now I am thinking still my family and love are with me now, when I close my eyes and ears they come be with me. Keep Pablo alive.

Soon I will make the big party for them. In one month or more there is fiesta for the dead, I will make big party like the old times.

I invite you all my friends. I will bake many potatoes ready for make fat your faces.

Adios amigos! See you soon!

Old Dawg Running

Hello my friends. This is my friend the old wild doggie. After he was running he would have slobber everywhere. Here you can see his big smelly tongue stick out his face.

The old wild doggie still live in the jungle outside my kneepit. I hear his at night howling and making the party with his monkey friends. This why he wear the glasses, too much of the good night before make the eyes burn.

Remember how I tell you before about how my papa make me eat my doggie? Well, this not the same doggie. This one still alive very much. He may be old, and he may drink too much tequila and smoke the big fat cigar all night, but he still can run much too quick to catch and eat.

This make me happy.

Adios amigos!

opposite side of world, yes?

Hello again my friends. I wonder if you have been missing me? It seem like a long lifetime away since I last visit the world. In fact so many things happen I no no where to start. But also funny thing is I remember little. Maybe this why opposites good for this week? Good guys versus bad guys yes? Like the cowboys you love so much?

Maybe you hear about how your evil boss Mr Bushman send his friends cheat in our election, make his friend win again. This new man who steal more votes he want to give big contract to American companies - trade for free they say - which mean more machines will come and take away my precious jungle, my kneepit lands may just get so small they disappear one day, and they move pablo into some plastic cage, forced to watch Oprah all day and queue for Mr Man to give me my McQuesadilla.

Sorry, maybe you no want hear about the problems in our land. But if you do look here - http://www.narconews.com/Issue42/article1972.html - or search for mexico elecion fraud cheat in the gooble. It is very bad, but we hope the people will not let this happen. Pray for us my friends.

Anyway, this week I have some different side of my world to show you, the good and bad, dark and bright times. What we go through here right now.

Pity the jungle


when machines they come


kill the birds


make the blood flow through my kneepit


but when the sun is warm


a new flower will grow


Life can be hard sometimes, but it is also good when peoples stand together fight bad people. Sometime you must do some small things good, to make something big good happen, no?

Adios amigos. Hope you are enjoying my kneepits!

Jungle Toucan

This week easy peasy for me.

Here you see my friend. He live with me above my kneepit.

He make funny scream noise alot, like when the Capybara get toothache, or when pablo run out of mash potato.

He like eat frog and melon.

Adios amigos