Barcelona: Sammy Jo's Ai Caramba Adventure!

Guess they serve punch at Razz too...

Definitely.

Sophia would have been so happy. A bunch of the boys took their shirts off and security ran over and told them to put them back on. Razz is very straight and I guess it made some people nervous.

Oh well.

Sammy Jo!
What did Daddy tell you about hanging out with pretty people?
THEY MAKE YOU LOOK BAD!!!
Only hang out with ugly people!
These friends of yours are too pretty...
and gay.


Oh hon.

And speaking of rock hards abs...
(AND THIS IS A 100% TRUE STORY!)

Yesterday I got a Google Alert about some DJ thing that someone had written about me.
I went to the page etc. and couldn't help noticing the Google ad on the right that my name brought up.

DO YOU SUFFER FROM STUBBORN BELLY FAT?
And there was some pill or something that promised to give you rock hard abs and still let you eat all the ice cream you wanted etc.
STUBBORN BELLY FAT?
Are they kidding me with this?
ONLY UGLY PEOPLE SAMMY!

It was a slighlty themed disco tea dance so some went for a 70's look which kind of explains Harald's lemon and merengue look. God, that brow.

This was the "suggested" dress code I sent out:

The Look: short shorts, mirror shades, powdered noses, sweatbands, terry cloth anything, satin everything, rollerskates (NO blades), middle parts, mustaches, poppers burn, doe-eyed innocence, and nosebleeds a la Boogie Nights.


Everything I learned I learned from Jackie!

Tell that to the judge Mr. P.

OK, I get it now.
Well, in that case he looks good!
I thought you were the big banana in the middle of some fruit basket.

No just mopping from my teachers.

Sorry you have to come home shortly. Daddy has been salivating for weeks now at the prospect.
Messy Bonnie Raitt said she is going to have a welcome committee meet you at the airport. It's going to be just her and a handful of roofies, so she claims.

Just as long as she's not driving. Not after the last time she "picked me up from the airport"....

That was a fun trip.

Well I'm typing my last post from Barcelona and honestly I'm quite sad. I'm absolutely thrilled to go home and see everyone in NYC but tonight me and almost all my gurls had dinner here at my friend Jakob's place and it was like the closing of a period in my life. This afternoon I spent with Reuben at his friend's deluxe house outside Barcelona which is basically a vineyard and it was so peaceful and relaxing. I realized it is only about 2 months till I return to Spain which makes my departure a bit easier. But tonight I realized what a wonderful and strange trip it's been. I've learned quite a bit about myself, about life and how I want to live it. Of course I have some regrets about what I didn't do but I suppose it's a waste of time to fret about that. All I can say is that while I was worried about leaving my family in NYC I fell into the capable arms of another entirely different family. They have looked after me above and beyond the call of sisterhood and my gratitude I am incapable of putting into words. To everyone back home who actually took the time to read this silliness, thank you for egging me on and reminding me why I am the person I am. The comfort these boards offered me, especially in the beginning, is unbelievable. To all my putis in BCN, this winter/spring season is a chapter in a book where I fold down the pages to remind myself how important it is. Un beso for each of you...Sammy

Hurry home Pickles, we can't wait to see you.

This closes out DJ Sammy Jo's (aka DJ Pickles) "Barcelona Adventure".
Well, Part 1 anyway.
Stay tuned for Part 2 in a couple of months.

Can't wait for your going away party!


The Adventures of Dj Sammy Jo part Two.