Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Who dressed me?

     When we moved to the Unites States in the early 80's, had feed and clothe 2 teens and a toddler on minimum wage. A majority of my wardrobe consisted of thrift store finds and hand me downs,

     What fallows is a pictorial of what my parents saw fit and fashionable for a toddler. I totally have heard every joke possible. Please, feel free to laugh and comment on my fashion mishaps.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

A week in the life of 2011

Tomorrow is the end of the first week of 2011. How did you start your year? How many of your resolutions did you mess up on already? Have you worked out yet? How many cigarettes did you sneak? If nothing went as planned I think you started out the year just fine. Look on the bright side you still have 51 weeks to make up for it.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

The MVA is my frienemy

Ever since I can remember I've had a strained relationship with the MVA. Even before I could drive I felt like they were out to get me. I know what your thinking. I'm going to complain about long lines and self righteous bureaucrats. My relationship with the MVA is more like Spy vs Spy.

Monday, January 3, 2011

Adolfo: Break Master #1

I was recently going through my moms old picture's, and found a picture of my brother wearing a Kangol bucket, gazelle's, and parachute pants in a B-Boy stance. Something made me flip it over, and when I did I noticed that in sharpie someone wrote ADOLFO in bubble letters "Break Master # 1". Mind you, my brother had to have been 16 when the picture was taken, and he was skinny as a rail.

Baby it's cold outside

Everyday when I drive to Baltimore I pass numerous people on their morning jogs. I always think, "I need to be out there". The cold has always been a hindrance for me. Over the New Year weekend the temps had climbed into the 50's. Of course I decided to wait to run until today. This morning when I ventured out the weather was a comfy 30 degree Fahrenheit.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Is it better to be loved or feared?

You know the old saying "Nice guys always finish last". This has been the way I have lived my life for the past 31 years. I live to make everyone else happy. I can't say no, and everyone knows it.