Why Miami is better than Puerto Rico:

I love P.R. ! So much so that after 21 GREAT years I left Miami for P.R. I love PR so much that I see myself spending the rest of my life here. This is where I was born and grew up, it's where my parents and family live and where I met my wonderful wife Isaida. BUT, there's one thing Miami has that Puerto Rico doesn't have: APPLE STORE (S). Several of them actually.
Here's the one on Lincoln Road on my last visit to Miami. Funny thing is I never really missed the Apple Stores because I had them so close.
What a geek !

Mija and the river

Every once in a while I walk from my apartment past the Westin Rio Mar Hotel to the river Espiritu Santo (I think) which is about 1 or 2 miles away. I'd walk on the beach ever morning but since I take Mija with me on I don't. Direct sun would really drain her so I choose the main road which is cooler with all the tree shades. Anyway, Mija hasn't done any swimming, when we cross the river it's always shallow enough for her to just walk it. THis last time though, the water was waist deep so I decided to make her cross it swimming. She hesitated a bit @ first but eventually went for it and swam across several times. She wasn't all happy about it but she did it nonetheless.
I'm adding a snap of her chilling in a freshly dug hole behind my beach chair.

Adios

So, are you a model ?

For those who dunno, I met my beautiful wife Isaida in a public AMA bus in P.R. Many years ago. When she sat next to me she was carrying one of those pretty girl mags Mademoiselle or something. I was a photo student then so I HAD to ask her; "are you a model". She snapped back @ me that she wasn't and went mute. Long story short; a few minutes later we exchanged numbers and I used my mojo on her and voilá. Truth is though, it wasn't a line. I really thought she was model pretty. I still do. I have no game, never really have had any game. The mojo line, that's talk. Sometimes I'd run into a girl who thought I was ok looking, but that was about 40 lbs, 20 years and a full head of hair ago...
Why do I share this ? Because the other night, I was ordering pizza in a small pizza joint in front of the beach in Luquillo. I was using the window on the side of the place and there was this girl working. She was nothing special, just a run of the mill "newsroom cute" girl. Of course, "newsroom cute" is not normal cute, it's just cute enough for the newsroom. She looked better than she really was 'cus the other 2 girls working were, how can I say this in a nice way, I can't so I'll just say they were NOT cute. So this dude comes up, he was about my age. So after a few minutes dude asks the not so ugly girl; ARE YOU A MODEL ? Guess what ? She actually blushed ! She even covered her face with her hands she was so embarassed. Dude made her blush with the world's oldest line ! I mean, the other line older than that is HAVE WE MET BEFORE ? Unreal.
So what's the point of this post ? None really, just me hablando mierda.

Peace.

My motherf&#@king neighbor in Miami Shores...

When Isaida was visiting me in P.R. This is a long story and I won't really get into it yet cus' the matter's still fluid. Apparently the perp was the dude from across the street. Isaida notified the cops, the guy got arrested and spent 3 days in jail. Now he's back in the house. There's a case pending. I'm flying to Miami next week.
I just got Isaida a C2 Personal Taser. I doubt she'll have to use it.
To be continued...

cabron, mamabicho !

So I was heading home after a day of shooting a mntn bike race, riding the trail and eating about 5 pinchos in the town of FLORIDA in the North/Center of the island. Really, fucking town is called Florida, lots of loud motherfuckers in bikes and cars with sirens. I've no clue why these assholes are so loud...
ANyway, on my way home I get on this road, two lanes turn into one. Some asshole in a BMW tried to get in front of me, even if I stopped the fucker wouldnt have been able to make it. SOB drove around me, stopped his car and got out and said "mambicho, cabron me blokeaste" ! I put my hads up as if saying, calm down asshole. I'm trying to think of how I can get out of this if the prick pulls out a glock or something. Only way out was to ram his car and hit him...Anyway, bitch behinds me jumps out of her car and yells back "tu eres el animal cabron, que lindo conn una cerveza en la mano". other chick behind her did the same. dude got in his car and left in a hurry.
So did I. Ive been told I'm ungrateful for not thanking those fine ladies.

I dont think so....

Ricans !

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Plena pa ti, plena pa mi.

I've been going to a few local spots to enjoy some kick ass plena music. Growing up in P.R. I was never into plena, bomba, salsa, merengue and definitely NOT into bachata. I'm still not into bachata and that's gonna hold no matter what. Tito Matos, musical director of Viento de Agua kicks major ass, funny, smart and a pretty awsome plenero. Here's a snap from last night on la calle Tanca en el Viejo San Juan. Isaida is blurred on the right wearing shorts.

Angels and short Ricans everywhere !

I've been meaning to write this for a while but I kept forgetting. It turns out I'm no longer the only Angel in the photo department or the shortest guy in the newsroom. There is a shooter who is shorter than me. AND two other shooters share my 1st name and a freelancer my last name. There are also a couple other Angels in the newspaper and companywide there are several more.
I'll try to make a pic w/those short fuckers.
Peace, a not so short anymore Angel