Gustavo Arellano
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Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXXIII: Embrace Your Inner Benihana
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If you haven't figured it out already, I'm the black sheep in the family.
Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXXII: You’re Only as Good as Your Last Story
Earlier this week, to celebrate the release of my Los Angeles Times podcast on the 25th anniversary of Proposition 187 (have you...
Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXXI: Subscribe to My Proposition 187 Podcast, Porfas!
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No big surprise: I'm a shameless self-promoter.
Well, I'm going to be extra-shameless self-promoter...
Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXX: You Should’ve Known About Archie Archuleta
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Inshallah, I'll be in Salt Lake City this week to report on...something. So in the research...
Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXIX: Become Immortal, Then Die
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A long time ago, I wanted to be the modern-day Mexican heir to the French New Wave.
Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXVIII: Get Off the Book
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So hopefully, my career as an actor ended yesterday.
I performed as myself in...
Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXVII: Give to Guti aka My Semi-Annual FUNdraiser!
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There are many small miracles in life, and one of them is your generosity.
Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXVI: Hacer Presencia
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Last night, my wife and I had a hell of a meal at Here's Looking at You...
Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXV: Alcoholics Anonymous and Me, One Day at a Time
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It looked like a typical quinceañera
reception last Saturday when I walked into Acker Hall at Garden...
Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXIV: The Chiltepín of My Dreams
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There are gardening metaphors for life, and then there’s what happened with my chiltepín.
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Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto CIII: Whittle Those Weeds Away
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They call me the Whittler: the cholo nerd who reduces mountains to plains, one chipped-away pebble at...
