Pepe himself was known to some villagers as "Ladeado" because he kept his head always tilted to one side.
There was Beautiful Gary and Hollywood Cary. To some, Peggy was called Pegamundo. There was Pablo The Rapist---maybe the same as your Pablo the Pigfucker.
To the villagers I was Don Miguel, but to my friends---or enemies?---I was Raicilla Mike. The latter resulted from a session Jerry Roberts and I had with a gallon jug of the good stuff, starting at the Yacht Club and ending in a gulch somewhere. Jerry made it home at dawn with multiple lacerations, while my liver has never completely recovered.
Steve The Beachcomber, a wonderful man. Gave me my first shot of raicilla as an innocent tourist in 1967. Let's not forget Emmy, grandson of Ralph Waldo. Lived in the little house next to the trail down to the beach. How about Santa Claus---Howard, who launched fizzy rockets at night, once burning down the roof at Hotel Lagunita. Give me time and I'lll think of others. Buddy used to invent hilarious nicknames for sundry characters----my favorite was "Anana, Banana and Papaya" for certain ladies.
Of course, there was IS. She was terrific---and she didn't "depend on what your definition of is is".....courtesy of Michael Robins
