This weekend I had the pleasure of traveling to San Antonio aka The Heart of Texas for my dear comadre's fabulous wedding. We had a fantastic time besides being racially profiled at our hotel where I'm sure it was the first time they had so many young, hip, educated Latinos at their establishment. We regulated, no te preocupes. We saw the Alamo and screamed "Mentiras!" when they told an oral history of the battle. We ate at Rudy's Texas BBQ and thought we would never regain consciousness from our food comas. We drove by Sandra Cisneros' home where she had the gall to put up a sign that said "Please respect our privacy. Autographed books are available at the following bookstores...." I wanted to knock so I could tell her I didn't want her pinche autograph anyways. Does she really think we care that much? Por favor. And lastly, we had a fantastic dinner at Mi Tierra Restaurant that has an altar to La Santa Selena in the lobby. We paid our respeto. (photo pose courtesy of Mike, the fantastic groom.) I'm ready to head back to my Tejano roots soon. Que viva Tejas!
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
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This weekend I had the pleasure of traveling to San Antonio aka The Heart of Texas for my dear comadre's fabulous wedding. We had a fantastic time besides being racially profiled at our hotel where I'm sure it was the first time they had so many young, hip, educated Latinos at their establishment. We regulated, no te preocupes. We saw the Alamo and screamed "Mentiras!" when they told an oral history of the battle. We ate at Rudy's Texas BBQ and thought we would never regain consciousness from our food comas. We drove by Sandra Cisneros' home where she had the gall to put up a sign that said "Please respect our privacy. Autographed books are available at the following bookstores...." I wanted to knock so I could tell her I didn't want her pinche autograph anyways. Does she really think we care that much? Por favor. And lastly, we had a fantastic dinner at Mi Tierra Restaurant that has an altar to La Santa Selena in the lobby. We paid our respeto. (photo pose courtesy of Mike, the fantastic groom.) I'm ready to head back to my Tejano roots soon. Que viva Tejas!
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Did you dance a technocumbia and the restaurant? I always wished to be el chico de apartamento 512. Don't sweat that cabrona Cisneros, she ain't got shit on you. Besides, you wouldn't want to emulate that weak ass Dirty Girls chick, trying to think you are all bad and shit. Pinches sin verguenzas.
Ay. Tell everyone why you got sick at Rudy's, girl. Because you ate BBQ'd chicken and fajitas, white bread, and drank Big Red for lunch, that's why.
Luv you chica,
La Novia Tejana
ohhhh, Big Red.....my stomach hurts just thinking about it mingling with the white bread in my stomach. ohhh the pain! Where is my prilosec?!
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