Entries from December 2008

December 29, 2008

Chair Genuises

My 11-year-old cousin in Aruba and her friend are a couple of cinematic geniuses. This one called “Two Chairs and a Love Song,” is the cream of their YouTube crop:

If you have time also check out piggybank industries. Its a profound examination of modern capitalism.

December 29, 2008

Where’s Hiroshi!?

This story just keeps getting more awesome. The Associated Press reported today that when airport authorities went to look for Nohara in his usual hang out spot near the food court, he was nowhere to be found. After 117 days in the airport Nohara reportedly left with a woman who was seen visiting him [...]

December 15, 2008

Last Days in Wonderland (for now).

That picture of a Loretana wearing a t-shirt with her own face on it was the last picture I took before returning to Los Angeles after six months abroad. I couldn’t have asked for a better image to usher me out.
Loreto is an incredibly amazing place, with craggy red mountains that resemble Sedona and parts [...]

December 10, 2008

Baja en Blanco y Negro

Whaddup Ya’ll? Chilangabacha has fled the city and is taking a temporary furlough in Baja y Alta California. Stay tuned for some uh… Gabachilanga action.

December 9, 2008

Fight For Your Right to…Culture?

Last week the Mexican Senate unanimously voted to go ahead with a plan to give Mexicans a constitutional right to culture. If all goes as planned and they get the additional 17 votes they need from local governments in March, the senators agreed to add a ninth paragraph to article four of the constitution to [...]

December 4, 2008

Orale, there’s a Chilangabacho in your cabinet!

Move over Daniel Calhoun Roper, get out the way Lewis Lichtenstein Strauss , come January Chilangabacha will officially have a new all-time favorite Secretary of Commerce. Bill Richardson may have been born in Pasadena and gone to school on the East Coast, but the fact he went to public school in Mexico City until he [...]

December 1, 2008

Echando un Caldo de Pollo

If a Chilango (esp. one from Nessa) ever asks you if you’d like to “echar un caldo de pollo,” they’re not inquiring about your chicken soup recipe. They want to make out with you (or more). According to my sources on the street, this is a variation on the older phrase “echar un polvo,” literally [...]