the new process..

this is a test.
i'm seeing how functional the posting process is without an app, or computer to walk me through my dirty work.
this is just a test.

eat out

we recently visited downtown tijuana to pick up some tamales.
it was a national holiday (yeah, they have those in Mexico), so we had to venture out that way.
anytime you want some good tamales, good selection, and GREAT PRICE while traveling through "the city of tomorrow," you have to go to "la iglesia" to find 'em.
la iglesia is exactly what it claims to be: the church.
it's a beautifully constructed place of worship for the multitude (or "mass," hehe) of parishioners that congregate here regularly.

we definitely braved the parking, pick-pockets, police, and all of the other "p" words that'll make you shudder at the thought, and, in the end, had 20 tamales for 15 bucks.
now, THAT'S what winter in So Cal tastes like!
after everything, i bragged about the experience to another tijuana compatriot, and learned that there was, yet, an additional "p" that i had previously ignored.
prostitutes.
apparently, though the police are out in FORCE here, hoes is gonna hoe.

if you're hungry (and male) in TJ, get your tamale on just outside the church.
if you're hungry (and a chick) in TJ, dress decent, and watch out for the pick-pockets.

grub with a rub.
dig it.

no "ifs," "ands," or...

he Bawled awl night

It seems there's an energy drink available at, of all places, TARGET, for all that ails the common man.

Infused with the mystical magic of 'Guarana,' this canned treat gives you all of stuff you need to think about what you did, while giving you a boost of memory juice to try to figure out why you DIDN'T.

I read the back label... nothing yet on 'swelling feelings,' or 'angry disappointment.'

let's all grab a can and toast to possibilities! let's knock a few swigs back for the cool refreshment that is validation, 'cause it DOES exist! And let's now crack open a 48 pack for lost time! Blue Bawls,...

where were you in my teens...?

subtle rejection in a can. Dig it.

Fuelish Pranks

Portland has its share of taggers.

This is a prime example of how defacing property can be fun.

Graffiti as a source of entertainment.

Dig it.

the place to bee

While walking down to the waterfront in downtown Portland, Kat and i passed this little porta-party.

I felt an urge to leave some of my honey in the bucket, but there was a padlock on the door prohibiting me from doing so.

All things considered, this is still an interesting name for a company that supplies work-sites with portable pee and poo pots.

I got a good chuckle out of it, but HAVE to wonder what the motivation was.

Being able to laugh at life as it happens around you, and sharing it with someone you love.
Dig it.

What a Puget Sound's like