5pm in El Salvador

If it is 5pm in El Salvador, you know where I am. I am kicking it in the street. Baseball with a stick and oversized plastic ball, tag or just sitting down and watching the Sun slowly leave - it is all a maravilla.
Raul just gave me a typical YO MAMMA JOKE - dont worry mom, I had your back.

Is that a pelirojo???? Ando... they call me Don Dave every once and a while, hope you know that.

Political signs on a tree. Can´t say more than that...

Left to right: my best friend (5 years old), his brother, kid who half the time respects me, kid who never respects me.

Dave never moved. He just stood there. Us playing a version of football, except not at all. Someone has the ball, everyone else does whatever they can to hurt them.

Awww... this would look so much better if I knew how to work this old computer. I think it is an Apple, but it is SO OUTDATED that instead of an apple it has a picture of a seed........ HEY YOOOOOOOOOO!

Best hair, Rural El Salvador Awards 2009.

Where it´s at. I got two turn tables and a micophone!

Swear I did not push him down... I swear...

Sometimes I forget I am bigger than they are. But I help them up, always.

Hey, we have to give it up to all the lil´dudes in my site that took turns snaping photos of Don Jim and the madness that takes place post 5pm!