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Mexican Food Monday
We are about as far from Mexico as I have been for a long time, here...
It makes it hard to get down with some Mexican food, unless I cook it myself.
Didn't really think about that, before moving here. Still searching for taqueria number two, as I have only come across one place that wasn't a bad copy of ChiChi's...
Anyway...
I could use a bag of pork tamales, if you happen to be at a joint that sells them, but only if you ask the old lady in the back - in Spanish.
Labels:
food,
ocean state
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Saturday, May 18, 2013
Wiggle Room
Brother JT - Sweatpants from Thrill Jockey Records on Vimeo.
This probably is not the song you think it's going to be.
Friday, May 17, 2013
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Tuesday, May 7, 2013
Roll
I was gonna have some moment, blathering about skating and youth and such...
One of those "kids today" kind of things, you know.
Trying to be positive, though, so I'll just push that back in the head.
I figured I would just toss out some skating footage to get stoked on.
Chris Miller fairly well owns this pool...
There is a bit of commercial, to sit through, but it pays his bills, so whatever.
I have a crap-ton to get done today, but I think I will take a roll on a board today...
Some minutes between the real life responsibilities.
Bomb that hill, hit that curb cut-out, see if I can gap over this thingy.
Do more, bitch less...
Goddamn, Miller still kills...
Labels:
skate
Monday, May 6, 2013
Rooskies
Do you marvel at all those dash-cam videos and similar, from Russia?
Man, I do...
There is crazy just everywhere, over there. So much so that it barely even merits a second look from the locals, when a tank races across an open highway, for example.
I came across this pic of some kinda cold war era, ocean crossing, flying boat thing...
This was an actual program.
They weren't meant to exactly fly, just skim across the ocean.
For whatever mad invasion/war plan they had...
Man, vodka will get you serious crunk.
Labels:
bs-ing
Sunday, May 5, 2013
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