Tuesday, January 03, 2006

Compa Still Wears Dolphins ... (listening to Brick House)

Ondale ... eses ... unless you were en sanTana to count in el ano nuevo ... pues you didn't really celebrate ... simon ... my phone line went out a las 6 en de PM ... simon ... couldn't order Mama Mia's freshly baked pan with a big salami in it ... esta bien ... might have caught AIDS comiendo da sucker ...

Simon ... but my compa Homie Latte James had an indoor fiesta in his new 1,000 sq ft chante ... simon ... es una casa sin puertas ... simon ... new plumbing, new wires, new todo menos muebles ... ese, this empty 1932 craftsman casita is firme and holds unos 75 mensos, an iPod and a live band, todos pedos ... the pinche iPod musica was great ... entonces a las 11:30 vino la tequila, unas chichis y el pinche trio who sang todo en espanol to kick out the new year ... they broke out with La Bamba, Tiburon entonces Rosa Maria ... entonces it was tiempo to hug in el ano nuevo ...

Seconds later ... we continued to fregar to McFadden & Whitehead's Ain't No Stopping Us Now ... simon ... there was a LA staffer en da chante who followed compa like loco ... the musica was good chuntaro disco y pachuco boogie ... BUTT the pinche show was my compa ... con sus lil' black dolphins ...

This sanTana vato toda via wears these silk papeles de diferente colores and has matching wedding cachuchas ... and on this pinche dia he was all in black ... CHINGOW!! ... he poured and shook pisto como loco and let every pinche inch bounce como feo ... it got scary ... BUTT nuttin like last year's BBQ ... I still have nightmares mojados ... a veces se mira coma Queen Latifa flahing til payday ... simon, he's THAT GIRL ... BUTT he entertained 2006 like pinche Maxwell Klinger ... toda loca ...

PINCHE SCHWINNGGG ... it was a pinche distraction and a pointing conversation piece ... it was a pinche coat and hat rack ... and he gave pinche casita tours ... AYYY COMPA!! ... and when he got pinche caliente ... he fanned himself with his pinche boda cachucha ...

ESES ... even if we were PINTOS, he wouldn't be sold ... he's all that ... the truth is que he got home ... picked up all the cochinada and got his chante listo for the fiesta .... and with time and all, a shower wasn't feasible ... RIGHT, COMPA, RIGHT!!!

AND ... sanTana, de este lado, showed its city colors that night ... as just about every chante had a band or musica ... illegal and dangerous but fun cuetes lit up our skies til whenever ... and BULLETS continue to fall this pinche martes ... I'm a couple blocks from those silky wannabe socks my compa wears ... so I walked home only to enjoy my last whiskey of the night and first of 2006, and continuing, and the pinche pendejos ninos mexicanos throwing cuetes at me and other passing cars ... the designer red, white and green skyy cuetes ... the pinche Ford's on lawns playing I'm Confessing a Feeling ... 45 year old factory women with their teenage tough guys, MAKING OUT ... el ojo selling brandy and soda for $2 ... overnight vendors selling paletas and corn ET AL ... $1 tamales ... fresh tortillas with bathtub cheese ... a tattoo artist working under city lights ... a hydraulic car show ... two macho fathers crying ... and those nice soft and thick mature lenguas mexicanas ...

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