All blog posts tagged with america
The World Game...Minus America.
For all you Americans who are watching the World Cup (yes, all four of you) do you also find ESPN's choice of sportscasters humiliating? Mike Tirico?? He covers college football and golf. Golf! Listening to him talk about a sport he clearly doesn't understand is nearly painful. He called Manchester …
HOLY SH-T! DIORAMAS!
The diorama of the battle of the Alamo. Alamo Monument, San Antonio, Texas.
I especially like the cotton wool with red food coloring...
My abuelita thought y'all were traitors
My grandmother used to tell me a story about the war that moved Texas from Mexico to the United States. I'm paraphrasing a bit but this was the basic story:
Once upon a time, a bunch of squatters got together and decided to chuck a fit over being taxed. Because they thought they were entitled to pro…
Austin, I Think I Love You
I just want to say I've spent the majority of my time in Texas eating. God bless Texas.
Soy chorizo with refried beans, pico, lime, and lettuce at Guero's. AMAZING.
WHAT IS THIS I DON'T EVEN...
Arizona Law Curbs Ethnic Studies Classes
"Arizona has adopted a new measure restricting what can be taught in ethnic studies classes in the state’s public schools.
The new law, which suggests that students are “taught to resent or hate other races” in such courses...(Mexican-American history and …
New (Orleans) Math
LOL white people
This is not even close to depicting how red Dave and Lindsay got. Aren't they cute though!?
Nature fight!
My dad told me when he was a kid in Puerto Rico, he used to put this little lizards on his ears as earrings. They would clamp down on your earlobe. I told him not to tell too many people that story. He agreed.
This is how you build a beach in Honolulu
It sort of takes away the magic, doesn't it? No? I didn't think so, either. Right next to it was this beaut:
Do they make SPF Light Skinned Mexirican?
Hanauma Bay, where I not only became serious bros with a sea turtle but got jacked in the stomach by a coral reef/wave tag team. Small price to pay to perv at ocean life. I didn't realize this was such a tourist attraction but even on a weekday morning in late April, it was packed. Never take trave…
Douchebags in their native habitat
I got pretty butthurt when they wouldn't smile for my Pad Thai @Siam Garden Cafe
My new boyfriend is a 75 year old sea turtle
I will soon have the pictures uploaded from Hawai'i but I just wanted to say that there are few things more delicious than soaking in clear, turquoise water under a beautifully bright sky. Even though Waikiki was a clustereff of high rise hotels, tourists in varying shades of burn, and souvenir shop…
SPF 70 don't fail me now
So when that Icelandic volcano decided to get all butthurt and spew over Europe, I realized that I needed to make some new travel plans. Bye bye España, hello...Hawai'i?
Strangely enough, I've never been.
Parklife
Audobon Park in New Orleans, LA at sunset after the longest walk man has ever known (besides the Sydney Opera House Incident).
Man vs. Old ass tree
This house in New Orleans basically had everything I love in this world: wrought iron gates, invasive trees, and friendly dogs. Win!
Old lady photobomb?
The picture is rather crap but if you look closely you can see there's really nobody on Bourbon St. under the age of 45. Cougar town indeed.
La rue de mon reve!
I found the street of dreams after wandering the French Quarter of New Orleans trying to find something to eat that didn't involve sausage. Possibly Royale St.? There was liquor involved so my memory may not be all that reliable. Basically there was a group of people in dog costumes, fairy dust, an…
And then I found this...
Bead whore?
These beads were obtained using completely non-nude forms of persuasion. Being a blonde, people generally think you'll take your top off anyway so I think they were just anticipating the inevitable. I like to keep people on their toes.
la rue Bourbon est decevant!
Clearly, what started out to be a pretty, sunshiney morning was going to dissolve into a pile of broken bead necklaces and 50 year old women with their kits off. Did I know it then? No. I was still hoping my travel companion would consent to venturing off of Bourbon street for at least 5 minutes.
