Hehe I laughed long and hard. Now Young@Heart is making me think about things a lot. Hopefully vodka will wash away all these silly ideas I get about being creative again.
I've already been out all day shopping for the ideal mother-in-law gift (as seen in my head) and spending indecent amounts of money on the upcoming gallery show. I'm not going out again for beer.
I haven't been reading this thread. Can someone plz summarize the last 2,000 pages or so kthxbye.
Just kidding. I'll be stuck at work for Cinco De Mayo, but I'll be off on my birthday two days later, so I'll be free to start my annual wish myself a happy birthday thread.
Our one (admittedly superior) authentic Mexican restaurant in town is stuffed to the gills with fat gringos under the best of circumstances. On Cinco de Mayo, which most of the redneck locals equate as some sort of Mexican Fourth of July, there's a line of fat gringos out the fucking door.
Our one authentic Mexican restaurant was probably the most awesomest thing since the invention of exploding crotches on video. They had a fajita buffet, and if there's one food I could probably never get tired of in the history of ever, it's fajitas. All you can eat fajitas.... mmmmmmm. Too bad it closed because the only other customers they got besides me, wifey and baby was a bus full of actual Mexicans 'round noonish.
Now, I either have to go to Casa Ole (ick) or go next door to Texas and hit up a taco truck. (Yes, there are taco trucks.)
we have a Secret Taco Truck behind the mexican grocery in town. You give the lady at the grocery counter $2, she disappears, and then a few minutes later she returns with a small bag of real steak tacos.
For whatever reason, only the mexicans and my dad seem to know about it.
We have a few 5 de Mayo's in our area where they usually have a Mariachi band play around the dining room after 6pm. I'm pretty sure they're usually drunk though because after they said "Enjoy this next song boys and girls" they started slurring it into "Enjoy this next song boys and.......boys" then they would bust out this horrible laughter.
Every time I go on Mariachi Night I always seem to get seated right in front of them and getting deafened.
I always wondered, since accordion is so fucking prominent in Mexican music, why there's no accordion in a mariachi band.
It's fun as hell going to Mexican restaurants and festivals because absolutely no one suspects that the pelirroja understands Spanish. This can make for many lolz, except when my mother ruins it by loudly asking, "WHAT IS HE SAYING?!? IS HE TALKING ABOUT US?!?"
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