This latest article by The Sports Guy is required reading. It basically makes fun of Friends and extolls the virtues of The O.C. Whoomp, here it is
Another required reading article is by one of my favorite history writers, Victor Davis Hanson. Its a little long, but comes highly recommended nonetheless. Raise the roof
Now the good stuff...
Last night I had my most fufilling moment while teaching. I always expected it would come in the form of "tutoring" some young mind with a perfect body, but they don`t seem to be students in my classes.
We went over MLK`s "I have a dream" and our national anthem. Good stuff. I also made them peanut butter and jelly sandwiches last week, which they found exotic and tasty. If they think that`s exotic, wait until they see me in the bragger...
All this talk of perfect bodies reminds me, I finally found the street where all the tranny prostitutes hang out. Its scary how good men can look in a dress from 20 yards away. It may have had something to do with the fake boobs, the half bottle of wine I drank, the hour of Queer Eye I had just finished watching, or mayb e just God playing tricks on me in general.
My taxi driver explained that they were men, in case I didnt know about the phenomenon. I didn`t get everything he said, but I definately understood "un gran sopresa". For those of you who havent been studying spanish as much as me, it means " I cant believe I`m holding a penis and boobs at the same time ". The taxi driver also admitted that he wants to try a man 5 minutes before he dies, just to know what its like. For men here, that admission`s tantamount to singing showtunes and wearing chaps. Ok I guess standing on the corner in a dress and giving lube jobs to every car who stops is pretty gay too.
Last night I had my most fufilling moment while teaching. I always expected it would come in the form of "tutoring" some young mind with a perfect body, but they don`t seem to be students in my classes.
We went over MLK`s "I have a dream" and our national anthem. Good stuff. I also made them peanut butter and jelly sandwiches last week, which they found exotic and tasty. If they think that`s exotic, wait until they see me in the bragger...
All this talk of perfect bodies reminds me, I finally found the street where all the tranny prostitutes hang out. Its scary how good men can look in a dress from 20 yards away. It may have had something to do with the fake boobs, the half bottle of wine I drank, the hour of Queer Eye I had just finished watching, or mayb e just God playing tricks on me in general.
My taxi driver explained that they were men, in case I didnt know about the phenomenon. I didn`t get everything he said, but I definately understood "un gran sopresa". For those of you who havent been studying spanish as much as me, it means " I cant believe I`m holding a penis and boobs at the same time ". The taxi driver also admitted that he wants to try a man 5 minutes before he dies, just to know what its like. For men here, that admission`s tantamount to singing showtunes and wearing chaps. Ok I guess standing on the corner in a dress and giving lube jobs to every car who stops is pretty gay too.
My busdriver last night was talking with some old guy on the bus, describing his upcoming birthday party BBQ. 14 lbs of beef ribs, 14 lbs of sirloin, 2 lbs of sausage, 6 lbs of blood sausage, and 9 lbs of chicken. For 113 pesos. I thought that was noteworthy.
