Meet Pricasso

Rated 18+ for graphic nudity

I love Vice. 

It's one of those hipster publications that's based out of New York City, the hipster-douche capital of the United States. They're very eccentric to say the least. In the past, their NEWS department brought me such stories like their trips to North Korea, wedding kidnapping in Kyrgyzstan, the self-proclaimed Jesus of Siberia or the labor camps in the Russian Far East.

Asshole of the Year - Nice Guy of the Year

Rated E with L for some rough language.

For us Texans, we always want to drive a big car. We love our SUVs, trucks, and Hummers.* And as we know, large cars have terrible gas mileage. The Hummer H2, for example, gets 14 miles/gallon (17 liters/100 km), and with gas prices the way they are in the U.S. (and much worse in Europe), it's good to have an economical car that gets at least 25 miles per gallon (~10 liters/100 km).

High School News Cinq

Another school election and an ID acquisition.

Gonna creep ALL over it!

You Get What You Ask For

 Rated E with L for some language.

This is creepy at best. Something above was listening to me... and it got me what I wanted.

Nine Years Later...

I remember where I was on March 19, 2003. I was sitting in my living room with my mom, listening to President Bush speak about how we were going to war against Iraq. I remember being afraid and asking my mom something along the lines of "when is this going to be over." I believe she replied, "I'm not sure."

Boudoir Dialogue

Rated 12+ with L for language

For as long as I can remember, I always talk to myself. Some people think that talking to yourself makes you "crazy" and "mentally unstable." I don't think so. I actually think it's quite healthy and it's helped me sort out many things, especially when I'm standing in the shower. Call me crazy... whatever.

My Fucking Opinion

Rated 12+ with L coarse language

Since when did talking become so fucking hard?

I shouldn't be talking (the thing between me and The Archenemy), but seriously, if you two pine for each other, just get it over with and get back together.

Chatroulette Quatre

Rated 12+

I only ever go on Chatroulette when I skype with my friend Isaiah, a violinist out in Amarillo. He and I were chatting each other up when he said that you needed an account to use Chatroulette. "No way!" exclaimed as typed it in to my address bar. You didn't... and once I clicked next, the people started coming. 

La Vida de Berta Conchas!

In being Hispanic, there's a certain advantage to it: white people and knowing (corrupt) Spanish. We learn it from our parents, and soon we learn English. In the time since (1999), I've forgotten most of it and now only know basic phrases and some curse words. It's in learning the language that takes me to explore it's curses.

The New Life Experiences

Coming soon (after I get over the shock) to the ESF.