A letter to my readers (In English and Spanish) Una carta para mis lectores

Today I started my Spring Vacation. I have nothing planned. The only thing I'm sure of is, I want to read and write. I may go to New York. We're supposed to go to Emporia. We'll see what happens. I just wanna chill. I don't want to worry about the clock. I wanna stay up late. Drink a beer. Maybe watch a movie or two.

Divorce - What is it good for? Absolutely nothing.

Lately I've been doing a lot of thinking. Unfortunately two people that are near and dear to me are stuck in similar unbearable situations. I'm not a supporter of divorce. I think that once you make that promise you have to keep it. I also hate infidelity. However once someone cheats they forfeit there rights and say in the direction of the marriage.

They should call me "Tim The Tool Man Taylor"

A few days ago I was working on a project for my wife. We were building a booth for my wife's final final presentation at her school. The show is in a museum where they set up curtains and give each student a 6ft by 6ft space to build an exhibit. She designed a 3 sided wall structure to hang her work to simulate a gallery.

If you know me you know I'm not much of a builder. I'm a champ at putting pre-assembled furniture together. If it came from Ikea or Kmart and it has detailed instructions and comes with all the hardware, I can put it together really nicely. When it comes to building something from scratch, I'm no good. I didn't get the carpentry gene in my family. My father and 2 of my brothers are master carpenters. I on the other hand have two left hands when it comes to home improvement.

Why I can't be the president of Nicaragua

First I'd like to wish everyone a Happy St. Patrick's Day. I'm sitting here at my desk with a nice glass of Jameson on the rocks. I'm also wearing my green running shirt. As you may already know I'm not Irish. I'm not even European. However like Ireland, my country has gone through years of political turmoil.

First day of spring

Yesterday was the first unofficial day of spring. It was a long and eventful day culminating in me crashing in my bed at 11am this morning. It all began Saturday afternoon.

I love it when you call me big poppa

Today marks the 14th anniversary of Notorious B.I.G. a.k.a. Biggie Smalls a.k.a. Christopher Wallace's death. At the time Biggie was only 24 years of age. He was discovered by Puff Daddy at the age of 19. At which time he was still dealing crack in the Bed Stuy area of Brooklyn New York.

Lee Jesus Narvaez

On March 8th a very special young man will be celebrating his 13th birthday. I was 18 when my brother's wife had their first son. Before this only one of my brothers had a son. I was never in his life because he lived in Texas, then we lost track of his mother. So this would be the first nephew I would get to enjoy.

The Little Rascals

A friend, and avid Ghettoblaster reader has given me a request for the blog. He's one my oldest friends and fellow High Point High School Alum, He asked me to write about all the crazy shit we did when were kids. I said "FOSHIZO".

Target is going to be the death of me

Yesterday I had my first senior moment at Target. I felt like my dad. I had a problem with everyone in the store. I was so uncomfortable.