I will FILL your icetray

Yes, this week has seen an improvement in house cleanliness, but there has been another revolting development; someone is neglecting to fill the icetrays.  And we can't blame Senor Duquer for this one.  Myself, just looking at an ice-cube can give me diarrhea here in South America, but regardless, I resolve to never again let Ricardo suffer the disillusionment and devastation of an empty icetray.    

 

If you see an icetray that is EMPTY
 fill it up PLEASE

I imagine Ricardo as a lucha libre wrestler with a cape and the unassuming title "Clean Freak".  Armed with scant more than a bottle of 409 and an apron, Ricardo would first blind his opponents with a little acid squirted directly in the eyes and then whip their bottoms with the corner of his robin's egg blue, 400 thread-count hand towel, sending them scurrying.  Later, he would post a note on their forehead admonishing them for not keeping their cape pressed. 

It may seem that I'm being selfish by not being constantly vigilant in the fight to keep Ricardo's house in order, but occasionally I take a deep breath and run outside, only briefly, to see what is happening in Guayaquil.  I know, it's terrible!  Shhhhh!



Mi barrio - Las Penas





carajo!



It's been a great place to get to know, despite the challenge of keeping the landlord happy!