Market Viraling, Part I
I wrote this a few weeks back … and then forgot about it. Maybe you know the feeling: It’s 10 a.m., for the past two hours I’ve been drifting in and out of sleep, in and out of dreams, surreal situations, implausible gatherings of unrelated friends....Echar la Mano, Part I
Motherfucking piece of fucked up useless shit. Hijo de la puta madre. I kick the tire. It doesn’t make me feel any better. How in the fuck is a $30,000+ German luxury car going to come with a jack that could hardly lift a plate of pasta. I had been in such a...Turns Out Not Where But Who You're With That Really Matters
Ten days ago marked the second birthday of this blog. Two years, 621 posts, 360,687 words, and as that pink box was proudly announcing, 4004 comments. But much, much more important and meaningful are all the friends that this space has introduced me to. With them I...Not As I Do
As if San Diego hasn’t gotten enough negative coverage in the major national press, today we were first column, front-page in the NY Times. A loony anti-immigrant, anti-government, anti-tax representative, Randy “Duke” Cunningham, pleaded guilty to...Who Am I to Blow Against the Wind?
Judicial Hypocrisy I have to admit, during our stop and go, weekend-long brawl over judicial philosophy, HP did catch Myke on an ideological inconsistency. For reasons we’ve already gone over a thousand times, Myke and I are both for the federal legalization of...
Then Labor Day Came and Went and We Shed What is Left of our Summer Skin
I can’t imagine a more meaningful gesture from one blog buddy to the next than the tattooing of a blog URL on one’s arm. I present you with the forearm of my dear compadre, Armando Franco (AKA catarf): Beginning tomorrow morning there will be parking...
Clapping My Hands and Saying Yeah
Last night, probably technically this morning, for about one hour on the I-5, the west coast’s most beloved freeway, I reached that sort of fulfillment that can only come around, so I guess, if your brain is literally drowning in seratonin. Call it what have...
Somewhere between lonliness and liberty
Still stalling. Actually, what I’ve been doing – for a minute here and a minute there – is transcribing my old journal from Cuba onto my computer. Boy did I used to be an idiot. I used to care about things so much. sigh. Everything’s been...Pitching Outside the Strike Zone, Part III
The last time I read El Norte, I suppose I was somewhat suprised to skim over a graph that listed Mexico as the 10th wealthiest nation in the world; well ahead of most European countries. But not that surprised. The problem is, we’re accustomed to measuring wealth by metrics like minimum wage ($4 a day in Mexico, $7 an hour in California) and property value., But, if you were to measure something like purchase of $40,000+ cars per capita, I bet you’d be surprised. In fact, per capita, I’d be willing to bet that Mexico would “win out.”
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