August 1, 2005
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72 photos
Ahhhh, Dorchester....where everything started! This is just the first half of my old Dabu pictures. They're hilarious and bring back so many great memories. Enjoy!
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July 27, 2005
The latest additions to our "pet" situation are...chickens. Yes, we have chickens. Actually they're not ours, but they hang out in my backyard and my mother decided to start feeding them. 
The first to appear was a rooster. I think he has something against me because he's been known to walk all the way over to my bedroom window and wakes me up at the crack of dawn with his singing.
He then found himself some chicken company. I don't know where these animals came from, but they had 7 chicks together. This being a neighborhood and not a farm, I guess cats, dogs, cars or even kids got to some of the chicks. So now it's just a 4 chick crew.
Thanks to my mother, they are now used to waiting at the backdoor for food. I don't really have a problem with that. My problem is that they stand, sleep and sh*t all over the patio furniture and floor. If you've ever had the privilege of being around chicken sh*t, then you know what I'm talking about. For those of you who don't know...black-stinky tar.
July 24, 2005
Check out what's on sale at Walgreens: Pure Americans!
When I first saw it, I stared at it and read it again to make sure it actually said Pure American on there. Now, I don't know what this is in reference to, but I just started cracking up. Gotta go to Walgreens and stock up on some Americans! And not just any Americans...Pure Americans!
What A Bargain!!!
July 22, 2005
Yesteday was an interesting day. My brother and I went to pick Darren up at the airport, but before that he tells me he needs gas. So we go to a station and see there's a line of about 10 cars. We go to another one and another one...it was the same deal all over the place. The only other time I've seen lines that long for gas is the day before a hurricane. Since I knew that wasn't the case, we listened to the news and heard that there's a truck driver strike going on. Great!
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He bought gas later, but had to wait in a 3 hour line. Then my sister called all hysterical because she was running on empty and every station that she went to had ran out. That was pretty funny actually :) She even saw people fist fighting over their position in line at one station. So what does she do? Like any other great "cojonua" PRican, she finally finds a station that has gas, cuts infront of like 30 people and pretends not hear them insulting her.
Almost all gas stations here ran out of gas yesterday....it's ridiculous! We'll just have to see how dragged out this strike will be (probably a long while since the governor said he will NOT negotiate with the truck drivers).
Definition
Cojonua: a very ballsy woman
July 18, 2005
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3 photos
A few weeks ago, I saw something shiny right outside my house. It was close to one of the cars to be exact. So, I take a closer look and saw it was a bullet casing. I was surprised to say the least and wondered if I should pick it up. I thought "well, there haven't been any crimes reported around here....and I haven't heard any gun shots either so....f*ck it" and I picked it up for closer inspection. The ouside of it is pretty perfect and you can see it's been used by the indent on the primer. I still have no idea how it ended up infront of my house though.
Dangerous these parts are........yeah right! :)
July 16, 2005
One thing I'm kind of known for is for having strange and sometimes detailed dreams. That's why I'm going to share my lastest one.
Setting: A random motel on a dark and stormy night.
Dream: Everything in the rooms was pretty messed up. The wallpaper was covered with streaks of black paint and the floor was all chopped up and dirty. Apparently I was there to meet up with 3 people. So, I go into one of the rooms and there they are. They're just sitting on the floor watching something on tv and eating this gooey colored substance. I asked what it is and one of the guys violently laughs and says "I can't tell YOU! But you haaaaave to try it...HAHA!" He then hands me his cup which is filled with a red goo. I look at the the 2 other cups and the other guy has yellow goo and the girl has blue goo. Whatever. So as I'm trying it, all 3 of them are staring at me silently. I say "Oh, so this is like taffy, right?" They all laugh and the first guy says twitching and pointing over at the tv, "Not exactly!!" I look at the tv and it's a video feed from one of the other rooms. There's a man dressed like a butcher who is whipping this other person who is running on a treadmill. He's also cutting pieces off this other person who's just standing there. There's laughter in the background as they enjoy their colored goo, but my mouth just drops. I walk over to the butcher's room and see him take the blood and pieces and feed it through a machine. Guess what comes out? Colored goo. I slowly walk back to the other room, give the guy his cup back and leave.
Conclusion: As my Dabu friends would say, I need to drink more.