perhaps one of these days i'll think of something clever to say. until then, talk amongst yourselves ¡por fas!
oh you know, watching movies in latino. spending time with my ridiculous family cause they're where i get it from. highlighting my hair. going to the sdl on dancehall sundays. watching baseball. talking back to the tv when i disagree with its politics. telling stories with my friends. moving someplace foreign and teaching all the little brown ones how to read. that was funny.
papi chulos. kids that are interesting and can read good. boys with cars that go boom. maybe you if you're funny. and tito ortiz, the ultimate fighter, but only because it makes pav cringe. and definitely adriano. definitely.
i heart dancehall and dancehall hearts me. rockers without mullets or eyeliner. well maybe except for billie joe and mike ness. musica en español. sick raps and killer beats or vice versa. your people's music.
sarah vowell, ishmael reed, david sedaris, central american war stories, magazines with pictures of random metro stations in far away places, the articles on slate, sf bay guardian, back of cereal boxes, pretty much anything you put in front of me.