besides a good fish on my rod, a good cuban in my mouth, and the best tequila in the world in my other hand, that is so hard.so in no particular order, scaring mis carnales while camping, lots of fishing (and cathcing my shark someday), random driving to the middle of nowhere (i am never lost, just finding a better way, hiking (for when i have to get out of the car to find the better way), and anything else.On the side, me and my brothers flip houses, so my remodeling job is a little behind.
is this like the question of the 10 people you would want to have dinner with? wow, might be the first time, i am asked this in my life. does it count if they are all dead. hmmmm, at my table for cafe, pan dulce, and tequila: che, pancho, zapata, and just for the humor, cheech. and last but not least, my cunado so he can call everyone cabron
Someone called me old school because they got in my car, and it was 2pac, dre, and biggie. and here i thought old school was run dmc and kool moe dee, so does that make me old old old school.lately though, All American Rejects, Ozomatli, and some punk cd from mexicoif you ride in my car, you are likely to hear mariachi, rap, alternative, and butt rock all on the same cd, only to be topped off with some classical (old school to the nth)
ok, yes, i am a geek. it is so chic to say scarface and american me, pero, the best of all time, the original star wars trilogy.
way way way too much hgtv, but my house is always under constant remodel. I guess they are called fixer uppers for a reason.
i have bought so many books at the airport the last few years, all of them are good. but for all time, anything by steinbeck, drink cultura and spilling the beans by jose antonio burciaga. I am still trying to meet someone that has actually read war and peace all the way through.
mi abuelo who taught me hard work, until the day he died. always wanted to go with a hammer in his hand and a smile on his face. my parents who exemplify overcoming all the trials and tribulations in life.