all these things that i've done

ok, so i drank the water...

and i ate the food.
and i had a second helping of 'the water'.
but that was only to help wash down this rather tasty, nondescript pastry that was practically shoved into my hands.
i even took the time to visit the family dog on the way out. he had my hat afterall.
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i just returned from huejutla. it's this quaint little pueblo nestled in the sierra madre mountains about 7 hrs northeast of mexico city. the elevation there is an endurance athlete's dream and perfect for any aspiring ironbruins. the scenery is breathtaking, to say the least.

as we finished up at a particular site, a grandmother living nearby invited us in to have dinner with her. she was SO excited to have 'some pretty important people from the U.S. visit her humble little pueblo' that she insisted we come inside.

haven't had that wonderful a moment since i was scheduled to lifeguard the womens' club polo team. go bruins!

wary of possible contagions, my co-workers barely touched their plates, but i did. it's funny how the munchies override coherent thought. i also drank the water. and i ate the food. i wolfed down the succulent dessert...and then i drank some MORE water. hey, when in mexico, right? i came out relatively fine from that experience, just got a little gas that's all but that's what happens to me whenever i drink water from anywhere which is why i try to stick to known quantities such as coke or pepsi. burp. but more than that, i enjoyed maybe the best meal i've had thus far. even better than the steak dinner i had at hooters the other day.

although the waitresses at that fine establishment are a different matter altogether and worthy of their OWN story. maybe even their own magazine.

posted by spyderman @ 7:58 PM 3 comments

krista, i have a feeling i'm not in westwood anymore

"before i speak, i have something important to say"

i LOVE writing mass emails. i really do. on more than one occasion i've been told (advised really) "IRVING, JUST WRITE A DAMN BLOG and quit taking up so much space in peoples' inboxes will you?!"

you can't put a price tag on that kind of poetry. i've also been (occasionally) encouraged to beef up my questionable laundry habits, but hey, where's the fun in that?

anyway, this blog is dedicated to my life A.S.R. (After Sunset Rec). since i'm no longer a lifeguard, most of the pix & stories will pertain to 'mi vida loca...uh, nueva' down here in mexico. at least initially. i've secured a job through the ESS and CENS depts at ucla and caltech as a seismological research assistant. it's cool 'n all. the ladies lose all their inhibitions around me because of it (respect a country's cultural uniqueness, is what i preach), but more than that, it helps fund the new vice on which my current lifestyle is predicated: tequila.

kidding, of course. i'm still a smirnoff kinda guy. you know it. holler!

i chose these as my first pix because i just COULDN'T believe what i witnessed when i first got here! i still can't. it's a travesty. a desecration, really. worse than dogs playing poker...it's dudes playing 'futbol' on the hallowest of hallowed grounds, a BASKETBALL court! dios mio. you can see why tequila suddenly became so appealing. think i need another drink. barkeep?

is this what happens when north meets south?

posted by spyderman @ 5:13 PM 5 comments