Decided to get breakfast around noon today so I hollered at this chorizo taco from Taqueria El Patron. Starting the day with some grease took away the pain from putting away one to many Lagunitas. No gutwreck today, just one photo of greasy hangover food that taste good.
Archive for June, 2008
So yesterday I was chillin at this baby shower jump off in Oakland. It was cool, neo-soul/lite rap was being played for the people who aren’t comfortable with rap music or just fucking bitchmade. There was a taco bar, sangria, wine and a keg. Laid back saturday in the east bay kicking it with folks. At some point a whole squadron of hung over drunks came through and their leader, a man we call Thuggy, brought me a bag full of Chick-Fil-A. Apparently within the confines of Gurp City Chick-Fil-A is a well known delicacy that brings them much delight. When I think of Chick-Fil-A I think a dumb fuck franchise that loves bitchass jesus bullshit so fucking much they won’t open on Sundays because they got a fucking superwalmart dream of patriotic horseshit to live up too. (more…)