Swedish Update

It seems that our Swede has captured the interest not only of the apartment mates here in Madrid but of everyone who has read about him. I thought you all should know that Meatball has left the building. I even have his room now! It's nearly twice as big as my old one, and much more soundproof. I don't hear the neighbors as I did before, which makes it both easier to sleep and more difficult to find funny things to write about.

I spoke to Married with Children before he left, as I ran into him in the lobby of the building while he was waiting for his taxi.

"Are you leaving?" I asked.

"Yes. I am happy to go home." He smiled (this being the first time) and went into the street.

For the record, mainly in response to May's hilarious comment, he ate all varieties of meatballs. He ate Italian looking meatballs, meatballs in cartons written in Spanish, and on one occasion, I saw (in the wastepaper basket in the kitchen) an empty carton of Swedish meatballs from Ikea : )