Tag: Instagram
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More Than 500 Likes on a Picture of Chicken – Gorditas Doña Toña, Yet Another Place I Could Review – Not Skipping This Sunday
Day two of the street smelling like shit because the sewers are open. The shit smell filters into the apartment and into my nose. “It’s the weekend, let the shit run free!” That should be the CESPT’s slogan (the water commission). Who knows how long it will take for them to fix it. But for […]
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No Glamping but Mazunte, Oaxaca Soon – Astrophoto Workshop and Other Dreams – Shrimp/Octopus Tacos, Oysters, and Poke Delivery by Ancla Roja
Waking up at 6:30 a.m. on a Saturday morning sucks. It’s 9:41 a.m. and time has been still for those three hours. Coffee. TV. Internet. Coffee. Nothing else. Saturdays. You are not supposed to work. My girlfriend is at work. I don’t have much to do. The dude I want to interview is not there […]
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Mexico to the Semis and This is a Gross Post – Octopus Tacos and Mamut Beers – Almost Done With Work (word!)
Yay! I’m 80% done with the article. Or so it feels. Of course, I’m not happy with it. But I’m never happy with any of my articles. My girlfriend read the very rough draft and she likes it. The article still has a lot of parts that just read EXPAND or FIX THIS PART or […]
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Confederations Cup Mornings – From Sushi to Pesto Pasta and a Shitty Movie – Parents
Soccer soccer soccer! Did you guys watch that Mexico vs New Zealand yesterday?! Circus circus circus! What a fucking shit show. It was as if a cocky teenager was about to play FIFA (or insert soccer game here) against a kid that has barely played a video game in their life. The teenager, full of […]
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My Instagram Boyfriend (Man Date) – Shooting with Housewrecker – A Day In The Border City and a Long Photography Rant
Bryan beware. I’m going to talk a bunch about photography in this post. Amateurs beware. It’s going to be a lot of ranting about photography and you won’t learn much because I’m just an okay photographer. Alright. Let’s get to it. Bam! Album starts with pictures of food. There is a reason for that. I’m […]
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Meeting the Housewrecker – Babe Got Drunk – And Gallos Won
I went to have brunch with my babe. Yep. I call her babe most of the time. It came natural. I never really called anyone babe since my girlfriend in college. It’s a simple shitty horrible couple nickname. But that’s what came natural. So she’s my babe. We went to Teléfonica Gastro Park. We were […]
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