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As reported by MTV and pretty much any media group hungry to fill web space, reggaeton d-bag Daddy Yankee has officially backed presidential hopeful Senator John McCain.  DY chose McCain because “he has been a fighter for the immigration issue.”

Too my surprise, the article also mentions DY is not a U.S. citizen, making him ineligible to vote this coming November.  Why it shocks me, I don’t really know.  it is what it is.

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i was supposed to post this on May 6, but i didnt.  long day at work, and the little free time i had i typed the following.  a nonsensical rant, but what te hell.

This goes out to all the 9-to-5ers who decided to partake in the Mexican nationalist drinking debauchery also known as Cinco de Mayo.  I can say without a shadow of a doubt I haven’t drank that much since college.  I can also say I don’t miss it.  Yes, there were tons of college age chicks that likely treat casual sex like an Olympic event, but if such an environment can exist in say a library or a Barnes and Noble instead of a bar I would trade it no doubt. 

Only in college could you party on Monday and probably do it again the next night.  I work everyday and sadly I can’t pick my schedule like I used to pick my classes (never a class before 1 p.m. ever since my second semester, thank you very much).  Such is life when you have to pay bills.  I’ve never been much of a daytime person.  I’ve adjusted my body to be awake by six in the morning, but that doesn’t mean I like it.

I sit here in my desk pretending to do work and replenishing my body with V8 with a little hot sauce reflecting on the pointlessness of last night.  At least Cinco de Mayo is honest.  It’s not like St. Patrick’s Day where many go out of their way to play bagpipes and eat bad food and inject old school culture on top of their binge drinking.  We live in a country where we treat Mexicans like second class citizens yet we celebrate Cinco de Mayo like we do any holiday:  by drinking a lot.  If I have to hear more typical “wetback” comments I think I’ll flip.  For fucks sake my boss is a Puerto Rican chick and she makes comments like “they’re having me work like a Mexican,” referring to the hard work low wage situation of many Mexicans looking for labor in this country (she gets paid handsomely, I’ve seen her house).  I’m not Mexican but when she said that I had anime fantasies of turning into a bionic giant and ripping her head off.  If only I didn’t need my job that much…

Since that V8 my mild headache is all but gone and maybe for the best I didn’t eat any Tex-Mex food yesterday.  Imagine how bad my stomach would have felt!  I was almost convinced to go to an Irish (read: Caucasian) bar yesterday, but obviously didn’t. 

I wish I had slim hipster jeans to go with my shirt it’s a bit oversized but that was kind of the point when I bought it.  It has slightly wider neck (not unlike those super v neck shirts but not so dramatic either).  Too bad I can’t get a descent pair of 36×30 jeans anywhere.

Anywhoo that’s all I got for now.  Instead of vomiting or calling out of work this was my best therapy method.  I love to write, I should do it more often.

some straight up bat-shit insane “news” has sprung in the last week regarding the Sox and Yanks.  tonight the teams continue their rivalry in Fenway Park, the site of a vicious attack from a falcon on an suspecting school girl on a field trip who just happened to be named Alexa Rodriguez.

Now we get news regarding the new Yankee Stadium set to open next season.  The New York Post reports a douchedbag Boston fan who is working in the construction of the stadium buried a Sox t-shirt under what will be the visitor’s locker room.  He hopes to jinx the Yankees.

“In August, a Red Sox T-shirt was poured in a slab in the visitor’s clubhouse. It’s the curse of the Yankees,” one worker said. “Nobody knows about it. It’s in the floors, it’s buried.”

the season series kicks off tonight, but it seams Boston is already up 2-0 on the Yanks. 

garfield minus garfield.  click on it, you know you want to!

actually that’s not true, but this video and that fact that Jack White is singing in español has got to be the number 1 WTF moment of the early year.

there’s something miserably appropriate regarding today’s glum weather.  it’s as if we used up all our happy points for the entire month of February just to see the Giants win the only game that matters.

i’d gladly trade an extra week just to have that same feeling I felt last night.  it was palpable.  all you ever ask for as a fan is that two-minute offense scenario where your team controls their own destiny – not missed or made field goals from the other team, not penalties, certainly not bad referreeing. 

wait, did Eli really just escape that sack…hold up how did Tyree hold possession of that football…his helmet?  WTF?

It sounds silly to say, especially rearding this is sports we’re talking about, but Eli had absolutely no intention of losing this game.  They beat the best team in the NFL, no questions asked.  we are now entitled to talk shit until next September, when they do this all over again.  That’s why they play the game, that’s why we watch.

As for me, i’ll gladly bask in this peculiar afterglow for maybe a week.  Maybe I’ll go to their ticker tape parade.  after that, it’s time to retire the Giants cap, t-shirt, and whatever regalia I drape myself in every Sunday, sometimes Mondays, and every once in while on Thursdays and Saturdays.  Baseball is coming up, and the Yankees have to take care of that other New England franchise.  being a fan is having to put yourself through annual misery, just like today’s weather.  At least the sun shines in the summer.

PS.  Fuck Boston.

random notes:

-it’s a bootleg show with late 90s  gameshow production ala Who wants to be a Millionaire (purple lighting, mysteriuos horns/synth, myriad moving spotlights).  too many commercials stiple the action.

-the Hulkster bringing his unique style of douschyness as expected, and Layla Ali with absolutely no on-stage presence.  maybe she should be a gladiator herself?

-powerball, i cant seem to recall the camera styles of the original program, but this just looked bad.  not to mention one of the contestants injured herself right away, leaving the other girl to essentially play one-on-two basketball with the gladiators.  the guys (or at least the red-uniformed one), however, was leaving the gladiators in the dust;  just too much speed.

-Wolf proving to be the biggest jerk right off the bat with (you guessed it) his signature howl.  at least he’s funny.  Crush so far is my favorite female gladiator.

-ahh the classic Joust, but this time above a giant pool.  they should probably make the water smelly to give the contestants extra incentive.  or add some pirahnas.  i dont like the pool idea at all.  it reminds me of the show Dog Eat Dog that used the same tactic to very predictable and plain-old-bad results.  the quick-editing camera cuts ruined this otherwise good matchup.

-so far not a good start.  bring Larry Czonka back.

-Earthquake, new competition, wrestling on an elevated circle, and trying not to be thrown off, or throw out the gladiator.  not bad really

-Hit and Run is just plain dumb.  why incorporate Frogger to this kind of competition?

-Pyramid was cool.  pretty much “king of the mountain” logic.

-it feels rigged.  i cant explain it, but it just does.

-wow 2 hours of this shit?  forget it.  its a wrap for this show.  the Elimanator was fun,  though.

Joe “that’s disgusting” Buck is pretty much hated on mostly (c) Crime Mob, and there’s good reason for it.  as the self annointed morality leader of sports broadcasters, he’s brought the profession to major lows that dont add up to his constant exposure.  admittedly, i can tolerate small portions of his banter during baseball season, but all bets are off during tackle football.

deadspin linked a clip of the joe buck show (featuring one of my favorites, the actor Paul Rudd) that was undergoing production.  as a betting man, i would say this hasnt a shot in hell of making the airwaves.  but knowing how bad i am at gambling, this may see the light of day aftert all.

 

here’s the story.

Without Marina, can Bonde do Role continue under the same moniker?  she is way too charismatic to even dare replace, so I would have to believe this musical venture is over for Gorky and Pedro; on to another project. 

If you want my take on it, they are very young and sometimes there’s a lot of pressure and too much partying if you have the opportunity to criss-cross the world.  it’s impossible to be 20 years old and act like a seasoned professional, especially when you’re in a groupo known for their on-stage antics.  I think they’ll get back together.  or maybe thats wishful thinking.

I posted a new video for their song “Marina Gasolina.”  i like the video, and i love the song.  Like most people with a keyboard/monitor/plenty of time, i’ll likely compile a list of my favorite songs and albums of the year.  Just to break the suspense, “Marina Gasolina” will be the number 1 song.  i think i’ve listened to it almost every weekend of the year.  it is that great.

WARNING: THIS IS VIDEO IS NOT WORK-SAFE.  it’s not offensive by any means, but you know better than to watch stuff at work that will offend someone, or even embarrass you.

i normally ride with whatever the Wachowski brothers/sisters do, but this just looks odd to me.  maybe they will help develop some cool special effects, but this reeks of campyness, an not in a good way. 

Here’s a pic of Trixie, played by Wednesday Adams

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I loved the Idea of a Speed Racer movie, so we shall see how the final product turns out.  there will probably be a backlash right around premiere time, i suspect.  here are some more pics.

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i have to admit, i like this pic.  Emile Hirsch plays Speed Racer.  you may recognize him from the movie “Alpha Dog” where he plays a yuppie douchebag drug dealer.