THE MAVERICK LIFE

TAKE A RIDE INTO THE MIND OF A LATIN MAVERICK WHO ALWAYS GRABS LIFE BY THE HORNS.....

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

AWKWARD FAMILY PHOTOS...

Well, what else is she supposed to lean on?


Welcome to the Carnival...


Susan would have had no idea of the tension in the room if it weren't for the burning sensation on either side of her head...


Why do the people of Oklahoma always luck out?


The Pacifist...


This is what happens when your baby-sitter is a 14-year-old crack head...


On second thought... how about a jigsaw puzzle?


Grandpa can't see a GOD DAMNED thing...


Looks like SOMEBODY crashed this mustache party...


Drinking a glass a day will NOT help you do this...


Answering the age old question... can one get too tan?


A pony isn't looking so crazy anymore... isn't it mom..?


Among portrait photographers, this is referred to as the EXORCIST...

Sunday, November 15, 2009

THE UNBEARABLE LIKENESS THAT IS LOVE...

Going back hundreds of years, people have searched for the meaning of LOVE. But even the great Philosophers, with their profound definitions, could never fully touch its true essence. To the best of my knowledge, love is any of a number of emotions and experiences related to a strong sense of affection and attachment. The word love can refer to a variety of different feelings, states and attitudes, ranging from generic pleasure ("I love this sandwich") to intense interpersonal attraction ("I love my significant other"). This diversity of uses and meanings, combined with the complexity of the feelings involved, makes love unusually difficult to consistently define...

Writing about my thoughts on love has been on my mind ever since I created this blog. I never really shared my take on love and the wonderment of all its intricacies as I have always been profoundly horrified of truly giving my all to someone. Seeking for some guidance and enlightenment on this matter of the heart, I approached the ones who can convey their thoughts with the least amount of bullshit and baggage... CHILDREN. What do little kids know about love you ask? You'd be surprised that despite their young, innocent minds, kids already have a simple yet deep grasp of what this enigmatic 4-letter-word means to them:

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your french fries without making them give you any of theirs..."

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Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is okay..."

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Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My mommy and daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss but they look happy and sometimes they dance in the kitchen while kissing..."

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Love is when you hold hands and sit next to each other in the cafeteria. That means you're in love. Otherwise, you can sit across from each other and be okay..."

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If you want somebody to love you, then just be yourself. Some people try to act like somebody else, somebody the boy likes better. I think the boy isn't being very good if he does this to you and you should just find another boy..."

And my favorite thus far...

"You have to fall in love to get married. Then when you're married, you just sit around and read books together..."


What is love if not costly? Real love demands sacrifice that can't be found in self-centeredness. You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving. Sacrificial love requires that we give what we value most: our hearts, minds, souls and strength. Real love does not always follow our natural inclinations. Some say it's mysterious, magical, complex, difficult, imaginary, thought-provoking, inspirational, intuitional, joyous, immeasurable, ecstasy or simply undefinable.


Despite having my reasonable issues and difficulties with fully understanding love, I do know that love is a universal experience. Yet, every individual occurrence - while perhaps bound by a common thread - seems absolutely unique. To everyone, it expresses itself differently. To describe love is very difficult, for the same reason that words cannot fully describe the flavor of an orange. You have to taste the fruit to know its flavor...

I believe that love can only go as far as the capacity of one's mind. Love is loving someone without expecting anything in return; no judgments, no restrictions, no limitations and no expectations. I don't think I will ever fully understand the scope of it all but I do wish that someday I will learn to allow it into my life...

Thursday, October 22, 2009

TWILIGHT OBSSESSED...

My appetence for Twilight brings out the romance and enchantment in me in ways I've never known. I sometimes surprise myself with what's hidden deep within...


I hope I am fortunate enough to experience such a concupiscent, captivating love for someone. Only time will tell... for I am ready.


Love is pure and beautiful... such like music. Playing with your soul like the keys on a piano... I hear the music. I am just patiently awaiting the pianist of my heart...


"Before you my life was a moonless night. Very dark but there were still stars, points of light and reason, and then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire, there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore, and there was no more reason for anything..."
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Sunday, October 11, 2009

PEACHES: SERPENTINE (I LuRve ThIs SoNg)

Friday, October 02, 2009

MY TOP TEN FEARS IN LIFE...

1. I have a horrible fear of getting my fingers either forcefully slammed or pinched by a door, window or any apparatus that might do major digit damage.

2. I cringe at the thought of being struck by a vehicle. I was once hit by a car 23 years ago while I was working as a delivery boy for a pizzeria. Although the car was only going about 25 miles per hour, I felt like I was struck by a train.

3. Because of my recent cringe-worthy incident with the varmint that is the COCKROACH, I have now acquired a mild TICK whenever anybody speaks of a roach.

4. I have a terrible fear of getting kicked in the nuts. I was "accidentally" kicked in my bits and pieces years ago and until this day, my voice has been at a steady SOPRANO.

5. Nuclear war has always been another fear of mine because the simple thought of radiation and its cute, blistering effects drives me into paranoid madness. I don't want to die. I am too exquisitely handsome to blister and burn.

6. I have a deeply-driven fear of children. I don't mean being around them, for I have a career working among them. I'm referring to being a parent to one of THEM. Makes me want to shiver.

7. I have a deep, incurable fear of unkempt feet. If I find myself attracted to a particular person but they have a pair of aberrant, atrocious hooves, all of the upper eye candy that previously caught my attention seems to vanish right before my tortured eyes.

8. I have a fear of developing a lethal blockage... in my PENIS.

9. I have a fear of going completely and utterly BALD.

10. And last but definitely not least... I FEAR CHINESE FOLK.
(I kid of course... or not)

Monday, September 28, 2009

GOD OF WAR 3... WATCH UNTIL THE END!!


FUCKING AMAZING!!

INTRODUCING: LA COACHA... I LOVE THIS BISH

Thursday, September 17, 2009

LOST IN TRANSLATION...

Thus, climbing is allowed...


Specially made for those Dipsey-Doodle-type nails...


Seizure Susan Doll...


Right next to Triscuit falls...


Equal opportunity for your local Tranny...


No need to knock bitch...


I traded my inhibitions for prohibitions...


I'm SCARED...


I've always wondered where the GRINCH lived...


Come on human... you know you want to...


BJ not guaranteed upon check in...


And it comes out as BROWN RICE...