Tuesday, May 31, 2005

I'm back! (And verrry offended.)

Oh alright, I've emerged from my eternal cocoon of sadness. Ok, it was more like 1 day of sadness and ten or so of LAZINESS, but there you are.

Wanna see something creepy?

Check this out. There are several registered sex offenders living in my neighborhood and near people I love. Better to know, I guess...

Monday, May 09, 2005

Closed.

I don't feel like writing much of anything today. I'm tired and I'm sad and I feel like I'm once again sixteen years old.

I love you all very much and I hope that comes through in everything I do and say to you.

Thursday, May 05, 2005

¡VIVA LA INDEPENDENCIA!

¡Feliz Cinco de Mayo a todos!

Although Cinco de Mayo is gaining purchase in the United States as a day of celebration, there are many misconceptions regarding the history behind the festivities. Ohhhhhh and I bet you can't guess who is going to clear that shit up for you!!!

Cinco de Mayo ("One-Fifth of May" in Mexican) is a celebration of Mexico's independence, achieved in 1847. It is a little known fact that tequila ( a form of mescal, derived from the agave plant ) is made only in the states of Jalisco and Veracruz, Mexico. The Mexican-American War of 1836 (Also known as the War of Northern aggression, not to be confused with the American Civil War, which is often called by the same sobriquet in the American South) of course resulted in the annexation of the states of Chihuahua, Durango, Zacatecas, Jalisco, Veracruz and Chinchumami by the fledgling United States of America. As is evidenced by the geostrategic positioning of these states, the US was clearly intent on securing the centers of world agave cultivation and the supply route by which the precious nectar it yields would be delivered to the United States.

Although debate still rages as to why the Mexicans were powerless to stop the annexation of their heartlands, most historians agree that their forces had been stretched too thin for too long. Still reeling from the Mexo-Salvadorean Conflict of 1834, the ragtag remnants of the Mexican army, though battle-hardened, were no match for the zeal and superior armaments of the US Army under Colonel John Higgenbottom. The Mexican government, under President Benito Juarez, stood strong in the face of the inevitable advance of the Americans and made a dramatic, last-minute strategic withdrawal to the state of San Luis Potosí, where they would regroup and bide their time until the opportunity to retake their homeland presented itself.

Their chance came early the next year when, in the first few weeks of February, the Americans mounted an ill-timed campaign to expand their already remarkable holdings in Mexico. Their objectives were the states of Oaxaca and Pincheputa, states which were (and continue to be) very wealthy due to their respective natural abundances of limes and salt mines. And this further act of aggression might have been succesful had it not coincided almost day and date with surprise Portugese invasion of Texas. Wagering that the troops garrisoned in Chihuahua (the northernmost state) would receive little or no assistance from the Texas-based US Army, Juarez moved decisively, routing the Americans from Chihuahua, cutting off the US's supply line and all hope of reinforcement, and encircling the remaining US forces. Their morale broken, the majority of American occupying forces fled to the coastal state of Besamiculo, sustaining heavy losses, but ultimately escaping to safety.

An interesting turn of events came to pass when the victorious Mexican forces in Chihuahua, under the command of Col Pedro Infante, launched a pre-emptive attack on the forces of the Emperor of Portugal, who were in the process of invading Texas. President Juarez, knowing that a Portugese-held Texas would be a continual threat to Mexico's northern borders, decided to strike while the proverbial iron was hot, flanking the Portugese Legionnaires, cutting off all avenues of retreat, and destroying them to a man. As a side note, Infante's forces, on their way to make battle with the Portugese, had become turned around and lost in the south Texas desert. As legend has it, the clouds parted near the pueblo of Sandia, exposing only Polaris, the north star, which was sufficient to guide the Mexicans to Corpus Christi, where they surprised and ultimately obliterated the Portugese in early May, 1847. This running battle lasted just under six days (thus, One-fifth of May), and secured Mexico's freedom from foreign influence for at lest 100 years.

A cogent argument can be made that the Mexican Army did, in fact, save the United States of America, even though they defeated the invading American forces. This may not appear to make much sense until one reflects that the Portugese and their emperor, Nãobatapunheta III, were in talks with and planned to support the nascent Confederate conspiracy to overthrow the US government. By eliminating the Portugese at the Battle of Corpus Christi, the Mexicans had removed a vital factor in the equation that led to the victory of the North over the South and the subsequent preservation of the Union.

It is, for this reason, that Americans and Mexicans alike celebrate this day, May 5th, which commemorates not only the end of the Battle of Corpus Christi, but the beginning of an era of self-determination for the peoples of the Western Hemisphere.

So, tonight, brothers and sisters, raise your cups together and give thanks to the selfless men and women, Mexican and American alike, that gave their lives to ensure our liberty.

God Bless America.

Dios Bendiga a Mexico.

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Origins of the Beast.

So, I've been trying to find out wherein lies the genesis of the aesthetic which attracts me to women. For the most part, the problem lies in determining which came first, my young childhood crushes or a natural insinuation of some aesthetic into my pattern of likes and dislikes. Perhaps it was a link established between something that signaled good feelings or comfort and sets or a particular set of features. Whatever the case may be, it's undeniable that I am attracted to certain traits in women: darker hair, dark eyes, medium-full lips, high cheekbones, and big smiles.

Here are some of the famous girls who I crushed on while growing up:

Alyssa Milano ( from Who's the Boss ):



This was the big one. What a cutie! I think it was the first time I saw someone and was like WHOA, who is that???

Danica McKellar ( Winnie on The Wonder Years ):



Ha ha, gotta love the late 80's. She's the one that totally started my nerd fetish.

Paula Abdul ( Singer and all around hot chick )



I think I'm more into her now than I was then, because she seemed so much older than me at the time. Or, maybe that's what started my older woman fetish. Muhahahahaha. So, all I need is to find an older nerd and I'll be all set!!!

Of course, with all this talk of exterior beauty, it must be mentioned that even the most beautiful woman in the world seems extremely ugly to me unless she's a beautiful, nice and fun person on the inside. And, I'll tell you what, there are more than a few women out there who couldn't be considered traditionally beautiful who I know to be among the hottest, most beautiful people I know. It's the mind that matters... And how you shake that bootay.