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Probaditas de Morelia: Carne Asada Nirvana
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A taste of my life in Morelia, Mexico. For the First Time Ever. New York, NY. Mexico Through the Eyes of Kyle S. Smith. Kyle and John - Global Wanderers: Part 2. Kyle and John - Global Wanderers: Part 1. The Hoopty (Coche Azul). Thursday, February 01, 2007. Four steps to Carne Asada Nirvana. 1 Stoke the fire. 2 Season your beef. 3 Toss on the grill. Dedicated to J.G. For those of you who are wondering, the items on the grill wrapped in tinfoil are onions with the stems still attached. Links to this post.
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Probaditas de Morelia: The Hoopty (Coche Azul)
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A taste of my life in Morelia, Mexico. A Matter of Priorities. Doctors - Effective Eventually, Most of the Time. The Saga Continues – A Not So Warm Welcome Part 2. A Not So Warm Welcome. Wednesday, October 18, 2006. The Hoopty (Coche Azul). Is it the secret dream of every middle-class, suburban boy to some day have his own hoopty ride? Coche Azul (rough translation: blue car). Me with Coche Azul in happier times. Nate, I like very much how you write! Eggs Lots of eggs. In other news, the Sealab 2021 crea...
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13 Fluid Ounces
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Blogs Have the Right to Children. You Talking Blah Blah. Right I have a feeling I'm going to piss some people off soon. No spoilers, but I am working on something for my last post before I go. Speaking of spoilers, I recently read an alleged script for Star Wars Episode III. I think it's apocryphal on account of it sucks and makes no sense. Posted by Yossarian at 1:10 PM. I'm Trying To Think Quick At A Fast Rate. So I couldn't find the picture I wanted to use. I remember in an art history course I to...
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13 Fluid Ounces
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Blogs Have the Right to Children. Right If you could take everything you were. Take everything you are. All this is shit that is shaping everything you will be and place it all in one room, all your guilt, humiliation, pride, accomplishments, diplomas, music, clothes, thoughts, possessions and spirit. If you had the chance to light it all and watch it burn into the night, would you? RhymeBitter01: You don't know me. I have to say something. Onlydeathblows: Who is this? This is why I don't get laid, becau...
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13 Fluid Ounces
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Blogs Have the Right to Children. Right Sometimes I feel as if though I am an inconsequential character in a book about someone else. Like my life is an unnecessary preamble leading to an event, which causes the main character a minor inconveince in some unimportant subplot of his life. But I feel this no more, at least not today. The reasons are plenty. Actually there are only two. Secondly, I have a really good feeling about this weekend. Things might happen. Posted by Yossarian at 6:51 PM. Why do I fo...
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13 Fluid Ounces
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Blogs Have the Right to Children. Why Must I Listen To You Evil Monsters? Right Well. I don't know. You know what is fucked? This This whole fucking thing. Sometimes it isn't about you. Fuck it. It's never about you. I don't even know you. You don't know me. What do you know about me? Who the fuck are you people? Lies I don't know you. I don't even know who you are, but I doubt you thought more highly of me than I do myself. Posted by Yossarian at 5:00 AM. So what do you need? The shitty thing about bein...
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13 Fluid Ounces
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Blogs Have the Right to Children. I'm Blogging as Hard as i Can. Right I hate it when I spend like five hours detailing my car; proceed to wash it and I go inside for a sandwich because all the work has made me peckish, and it fucking rains. Ruining the wash job I put on the car. Remember when one had to make the punk rock belt oneself? Remember how the pyramid spikes were hard to come by and you were proud of your jacket or belt or bracelet or shoes you studded with them? Posted by Yossarian at 9:05 PM.
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13 Fluid Ounces
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Blogs Have the Right to Children. Right Some days you win and some days you lose. Some days you write crap to rave reviews and some days you write, what you consider to be funny shit, and no one likes it. Strikes and gutters. Some days it's beautiful and airbrushed and other days it's women blowing horses for crank money. The fucking moon is huge. Oedipus did a lot more than fuck his mother. I miss my dog. My apartment is small. Posted by Yossarian at 12:53 PM. I miss Boston. I like cities. So I just go ...