Norteamericano, the braces and the cocktail, courtesy of John Tinseth, The Trad, and the 1980s.
But there’s booze in the blender… In case you are wondering what the hell the title of this blog is, it’s, “Word to your mother”, in Spanish. It doesn’t translate literally and if you say it to someone who speaks Spanish as their primary language, they will look at you like you’re a fucking [...]
Swear to God. True fuckin’ story. Monday night I was in Baltimore with Drama Queen. We were chillin’ with The Muse when she offered to take us to dinner. I’ve been craving good Mexican food, but we couldn’t find any so we opted for Chevy’s. Chevy’s is mediocre Mexican food. Mediocre food is better [...]
He does other guys… Tio Carlos It was Valentines Day 2004 and I was single. (That has absolutely nothing to do with the blog post. I just thought I would throw the info out there.) I woke up that morning, checked my suitcase to make sure I had everything packed, woke up Drama Queen (DQ), [...]
If I didn’t mention your blog, don’t get your thong all up your ass… Any blog post that includes a disclaimer has a 50-50 shot of being good. Either it’s total crap drivel that some lunatic is spouting, or it’s well thought out and doesn’t scare the bejesus out of you.. Come to think of [...]