Saturday, September 24, 2005

more pics from pride



Friday, September 23, 2005

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

blog broke?

d'oh!

Thursday, September 15, 2005

La Madonna di Guadalupe



Oh, this is the actual noisy neigbor...El Terrible

My Noisy Neigbor




So I got off work Sunday morning and stayed up to watch the Chargers lose to Dallas. Then I went to sleep. I woke up around 8 pm to what sounded like God giving me some sort of ultimatum, in Espanol. "UNO. UNO. DOS. DOS. UNO. UNO." It was so loud that I could feel it in my bones. It was so loud that my windowpanes were rattling. It was so loud that car alarms were going off blocks away. When I sat up it droves poor elvis over the proverbial edge and he decided to climb me like a tree and burrow into my right ear. Just as I realized it was a stage sound check someone adjusted the volume down a few million decibles and the cat leapt from my shoulder and streaked under the bed, leaving yet another set of fresh punture marks. I got dressed and grabbed my cell phone to see what national holiday i've almost slept through this time.

As soon as I step out of the front gate the horns kick and there are some pyrotechnics. I managed to get a picture of the artists tourbus. His name is Julio Presciado and his band is loud as hell. I went to the corner and got some XX's and some itty bitty limes and sat on my front steps and listened to Julio for a bit. After about 3 beers I went back out and took some more pictures.

It wasn't til the next afternoon when I asked my landlord what the deal was he said some idiot boxer lived up on the corner and had just lost a championship fight. Guillermo was pretty bitter because he gets up to go to work around 4:30am and Julio played until 2am. I wondered how loud it would have been if the guy had won the fight. It got a weary smile from Guillermo.