Mariachis Salvajes
When I was a boy, I was kidnapped by a band of marauding mariachis who dressed me in a silver-studded charro outfit and forced me to play the maracas.
DetailsI built my own lite blog engine in the 90s and posted silly things over the years, eventually moving things into different blog or content management systems. As time permits, I resurrect some of the older posts.
When I was a boy, I was kidnapped by a band of marauding mariachis who dressed me in a silver-studded charro outfit and forced me to play the maracas.
DetailsTips for making grilled cheese sandwiches, plus whose face is that burned into the toast?
DetailsHad I been less alert the renegade turtles attacked, I doubt my survival, but I’m no hapless victim. In fact, I have loads of hap. I’m a regular hapster.
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