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Coco la Boca
Less horsepower, more horses.
Interests: southwest history, folklore, politics, community places
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Desperation never looks good on anyone. Sammy looked horrible. Sadie watched him from the shade while he got mad at Angel, getting pink - pinker, if that was possible. His fat pocked cheeks quivered and his thick white hair stood... Continue reading
Posted May 20, 2015 at Cocoposts
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Nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary dates from 1911-1913. Father Troy was in charge of construction after previous church was lost to a flood. Granite stones for the foundation were hauled down Alameda Road by horse teams from a quarry... Continue reading
Posted Apr 25, 2015 at Cocoposts
If you will imagine for a moment that a bureaucracy is an entity with hopes and dreams, it is clear the County wants to wear big boy development pants. This is reflected in actions over the past decade or so... Continue reading
Posted Apr 8, 2015 at Cocoposts
It wasn't the surveyors' fault the Colonel couldn't read maps. Commissioner Simpson takes after his great-grandfather that way. Can't read a map worth a shit. When he looks at lines on paper that aren't words or numbers, he just blanks-out... Continue reading
Posted Apr 3, 2015 at Cocoposts
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"The train pulled into Albuquerque in front of the famous old Alvarado Hotel. In contrast with the rain and cold of Kansas City, the air fairly zinged with warm sunshine. Both girls felt an instant lift of their spirits. To... Continue reading
Posted Apr 2, 2015 at Cocoposts
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He jumped the fence at the regular place and worriedly looked behind him. If cows jump over the moon, why not this fence? The bull stopped short and snorted. Call me Ferdinand again, I dare you. Heifer who likes her... Continue reading
Posted Apr 2, 2015 at Cocoposts
Ten years ago I started this blog as a way to cope with work pressure and the death of my Mother. Continue reading
Posted Apr 2, 2015 at Cocoposts
The market decides. The government shouldn't direct development. This was basically what the Albuquerque Journal editorial board said in favor of approving the pending huge Santolina master plan. This ignores reality. The market may follow but players arguing for water... Continue reading
Posted Mar 23, 2015 at Cocoposts
There is a strong disconnection between the Albuquerque-Bernalillo County Water Utility Authority and the County Commission's decision regarding the proposed "Santolina" development and it will prove costly in the future. The county planning commission has recommended approval with little or... Continue reading
Posted Mar 23, 2015 at Cocoposts
Everything is just ducky with water and water planning in New Mexico. Land developers and business interests especially like the way things are working with the state's largest water utility. SB 609* would change the Albuquerque-Bernalillo County Water Utility Authority... Continue reading
Posted Mar 11, 2015 at Cocoposts
The Albuquerque Journal editorial board says the Santolina Master Plan is "smart planning." But then they also got the date of the hearing wrong. Plans are often faulted for being too utopian or too detailed. Too dreamy and impractical or... Continue reading
Posted Mar 7, 2015 at Cocoposts
Big machine sounds in all directions, all at once. The huge arroyo drainage channel north of here is being dredged. The bridge over the tracks is being widened. A tree-chopper gnawed-up vegetation along the riverside channel last summer. Chipping machines... Continue reading
Posted Mar 6, 2015 at Cocoposts
The bar burned because of Alva, but Alva didn't do it. Consuela set him up - her own son. He got convicted: arson for the insurance money. But he was innocent. Of that, anyway. The bar was supposed to be... Continue reading
Posted Mar 3, 2015 at Cocoposts
Chocky threw the newspaper down in disgust. This was now a morning ritual. The county commission, like any set of business leaders (and this is how they saw themselves - as business leaders) wanted good news and good news was... Continue reading
Posted Mar 2, 2015 at Cocoposts
The museum docent was rambling. Sadie looked at her phone a couple of times, hoping the woman might get the hint and stick to the script. Only five "dignitaries" had showed up for the tour. They trailed the docent in... Continue reading
Posted Mar 1, 2015 at Cocoposts
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KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. Five sharp raps on the screen door made Chocky jump and spill coffee on his pink bathrobe. It was military knocking, like how his dad would knock on his bedroom door. It was knocking that... Continue reading
Posted Feb 27, 2015 at Cocoposts
Sadie had somehow gotten Ace into the trunk of her BMW. That yoga was really helping to strengthen her core. He'd been talking on and on in his low mumble-yelling voice. All that about fucking this, fucking that, and that... Continue reading
Posted Feb 25, 2015 at Cocoposts
Cat's Pereaville Notes* The first Spanish expedition had a huge impact on the Tiguex people. But not so much the other way around. The second Spanish expedition, a tiny group of twelve soldiers and a couple of priests, likely knew... Continue reading
Posted Feb 25, 2015 at Cocoposts
"That stoner's stupid junk pile sits right in the middle of my limited access arterial." Sammy Simpson rapped his Perea High School class ring on his desk a couple times and Ace rolled his eyes. Sammy had started doing the... Continue reading
Posted Feb 24, 2015 at Cocoposts
Cat Harris's notes on Rosa's first interview. Everyone has so many secrets! No one will tell me a thing. Oh, they'll go on about floods and wars but bring up sale of the land grant and everyone stiffens. Suddenly no... Continue reading
Posted Feb 24, 2015 at Cocoposts
Toby, the backhoe operator, was the first to see bones that day but he swore he never told anyone. No one but his priest. When Toby assured Ace Scanlin of this a year after the job, Ace casually asked, “Who’s... Continue reading
Posted Feb 23, 2015 at Cocoposts
Sammy thought it was all a waste of time - all that quaint historic shit about Pereaville. His grandmother Consuela taught he and his sister about the Pueblo Indians and Spanish settlers and the ruins at the center of the... Continue reading
Posted Feb 23, 2015 at Cocoposts
Everything you could need or want was at the Flying Y. Everything. Ace Scanlin managed the massage parlor concession and RV park. He hired managers who did all the work. When they complained, they disappeared. Sammy asked him about what... Continue reading
Posted Feb 22, 2015 at Cocoposts
Annie banged the kettle down on the old stove and sighed. "I can't get this damn thing lit." "It's true then. You can't even boil water!" Consuela was watching her from her seat at the bar, tapping a cigarette on... Continue reading
Posted Feb 22, 2015 at Cocoposts
Sadie put the top down and let the wind whip at her hair. She needed to think. The stink of Ace's cologne was seeping in from the trunk but he'd finally quit talking. The late afternoon desert light was tempered... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2015 at Cocoposts