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Archive for January 12th, 2009

first they came for baggy jeans…

So apparently Grenada’s Police Commissioner wants to outlaw baggy jeans. I have mixed feeling about this, because while it does offend my senses to see so much random boxer-shorted ass, I also figure these guys are making themselves so unattractive, they are self-selecting themselves right out of the gene pool, which is, as far [...]

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My name is María. I like wasabi, patronize bunny rabbits and think red wine really needs to stop pretending it's not purple.

I lived in Caribbean for four glorious years. My son - Joaquín the illustrious Bean - was born on the island of Grenada. He's beautiful, brilliant and has two birth certificates.

Now we're back in the land of snow and afternoon sunsets, and all the diet Coke and Thomas the Tank Engine in the world won't cushion the blow of such culture shock.

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