Turns out it probably wasn't Satan outside the window earlier this morning. It was our neighbor, Hans Kibbling, who happens to be a dwarf. Anyway...blah blah blah...he was riding a jackal in circles in our backyard and, I guess, everytime they turned into the light the jackals eyes seemed red and Hans' unkempt morning hair appeared to be horns.
Also, the boxboy at the market who I thought was not of this world just turned out to be Dutch.
So, alas. Perhaps tomorrow something interesting will happen.
Oh, and my wife wanted me to make sure I clarify my thoughts on all Cubans being insane. They're not. Just her relatives.