14 July 2008
23 June 2008
R.I.P. George Carlin, 1937-2008
Shit
Piss
Fuck
Cunt
Cocksucker
Motherfucker
Tits
(He was right, the last one never made any sense).
Piss
Fuck
Cunt
Cocksucker
Motherfucker
Tits
(He was right, the last one never made any sense).
19 June 2008
To the bartender who works Wendesday afternoons at The Max Canada
Go fuck yourself!
Are you retarded?
Do you really think you are too cool for school with your 1991 style grunge haircut, musical selections, and shitty attitude?
Do you really think you are helping yourself (and more importantly the owners of the bar where you 'work') by refusing to accommodate the polite request from the nine of us who were the only patrons present (besides your douchebag buddy) that you turn down the music to a level low enough to allow normal conversation?
Do you really think I wouldn't find out about the sneering and jeering your ugly face expressed after I turned around?
Do you think I was bullshitting you when I said that I really like Sonic Youth (but please turn the stereo down for the nine of us, your only customers, who just want to be able to have a conversation, please, especially since we are the only ones in the bar)? At least I would have the taste not to play the 'Washing Machine' album, dumbass.
Well, no worries. We won't be back.
Are you retarded?
Do you really think you are too cool for school with your 1991 style grunge haircut, musical selections, and shitty attitude?
Do you really think you are helping yourself (and more importantly the owners of the bar where you 'work') by refusing to accommodate the polite request from the nine of us who were the only patrons present (besides your douchebag buddy) that you turn down the music to a level low enough to allow normal conversation?
Do you really think I wouldn't find out about the sneering and jeering your ugly face expressed after I turned around?
Do you think I was bullshitting you when I said that I really like Sonic Youth (but please turn the stereo down for the nine of us, your only customers, who just want to be able to have a conversation, please, especially since we are the only ones in the bar)? At least I would have the taste not to play the 'Washing Machine' album, dumbass.
Well, no worries. We won't be back.
20 May 2008
los gringos jóvenes
It's almost 8 a.m., the hour I was waiting for, to go to the post office. You see, I often wake up early, unable to resume sleep, and it seems that this is doubly so while on vacation here in Mexico.
We plan on going here (and hopefully other places also) today:

Yesterday we went here (among other places; full disclosure- the place revealed in this photo is very close to our hotel...)

(images might be f'd up... Blogger's automated image insertion is taking way too long on this thing... might have to fix em later...)
(update 14 July 2008, finally edited said images...)
We plan on going here (and hopefully other places also) today:

Yesterday we went here (among other places; full disclosure- the place revealed in this photo is very close to our hotel...)

(images might be f'd up... Blogger's automated image insertion is taking way too long on this thing... might have to fix em later...)
(update 14 July 2008, finally edited said images...)
18 May 2008
we´re here
... in D.F. (Mexico City)... Everything is fun and exciting and crazy... I´m on the annoying Hotel computer and I can´t upload any pictures with it and I need to go back to our room... so maybe more later.
17 May 2008
we're leaving today!
1. I don't know why I've been so lazy about blogging lately. I guess I was preoccupied with grading final exams and then getting final grades in. Then I was worried about making final plans and preparations for our trip as well as writing an article for a call for papers due June 1st, and (in theory) interpreting at least a little bit because, you know, money doesn't grow on trees.
2. So, today, in about five hours, Holly and I are leaving for Mexico for two weeks, for what should be an excellent vacation.
3. Perhaps, then, as we hit up the many fine "cybercafes" (there must be a better term for them, no?) during our trip, I'll blog some more. Perhaps not.
2. So, today, in about five hours, Holly and I are leaving for Mexico for two weeks, for what should be an excellent vacation.
3. Perhaps, then, as we hit up the many fine "cybercafes" (there must be a better term for them, no?) during our trip, I'll blog some more. Perhaps not.


