The bouquet, the cake, the handcuffs...





 This morning I read in Expreso, my favorite Sonora newspaper, that May 31 is Worldwide Day Without Smoking (Día Mundial Sin Fumar). Next to the article is an ad for three new columnists at the paper, including one Señor Marín, who must have thought a scrim of smoke would lend panache to his image. 


There was another article about an undocumented Mexican in San Diego who suffered brain damage by electrical discharge after being subdued by 20 border patrol officers. NOT funny. But since it's June, the Wedding Month,  here's a tidbit gleaned from the article that tickled me: I learned that esposas are not only wives but handcuffs.