Yesterday, as I was walking aimlessly in the International Terminal at Aeropuerto Internacional Benito Juárez in Mexico City, I bumped into the Mexican National Team on their way to play against Ghana.
All the other players ran ran away at the sight of a drunken fan, but thankfully Mexico’s (and Monterrey’s) star midfielder Luis Ernesto Pérez [...]
At around 10 PM last night I got back from a full of adventures, fun and exciting weekend in Mexico City. I saw many friends and family that I hadn’t seen in years. Moi and I are in the process of collecting the many memory cards filled with photos and will post them online soon.
Many [...]
It’s past 1:00 AM. Tomorrow I fly to Mexico City for Eli’s wedding.
I can’t sleep. Not because I’m not tired, but because I haven’t packed. What in hell have I been doing?
10:00 PM: I still need to run some errands (and finish doing laundry). I want to have a new Sopranos DVD delivered by Netflix [...]
Diego Correa and I watching TV
My buddy Mr. Diego Correa and myself, Mr. Marcos Kirsch, sit back and watch the 1944 classic: The Three Caballeros. It had been about 20 years since I had last seen it. It had been about 20 minutes since Diego last saw it. The adventures of Donald Duck, Jose Carioca [...]
Everybody is now aware of the events following the publication of the danish cartoon. The cartoon depicts the prophet Mohammed with a bomb-shaped turban. The message of the cartoon (as I understand it) is that Islam is being used as a pretext to justify suicide bombings.
Islam prohibits drawings or sculptures of Mohammed. Judaism has similar [...]
I just ordered a burrito through Chipotle’s website. I am very impressed, it’s extremely well done (and to make things more impressive, it’s all done through Flash, I think). You can select every ingredient you want, just as if you were there but without the advantage of telling the mexican lady making it: "Échale más, [...]
Marcos never ever lost a single game of Lakers VS Celtics on the SEGA Genesis. He played literally hundreds of matches and won more than a few with last second three pointers. Always playing as the Lakers. It was a gift. Sadly, the gift did not translate to the real life outside of videogames.
The toilet is the most important seat in a house. It’s where all reading is done. It’s where the daily meditation happens. It’s where Tetris records are shattered. A small, round, uncomfortable toilet is unacceptable and inhumane.
Alejandro Zepeda (a.k.a El Destroyer - hater of Peruvians), Gustavo Castro and I, sharp fellas as we are, know [...]
 Last night we celebrated Gustavo’s bachelor party, as a reminder of the fun you get to have when you’re still single (even though about half of the people there weren’t). First we had dinner at Bone Daddies (see picture). From there, Gustavo, Chaparro, Katrina, Mota, Correa, Zepeda, Cetrulo, Cassandra, Andy boy, Jaramillo, ColibrÃ, Liza, Brody and [...]
While living in Kibbutz Yehiam, Marcos would drink roughly two thirds of a 1.5 liter water bottle right before going to sleep (you do the math). It was the only way he could ensure that he HAD to get up at 4:45 AM for work.
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