Gentle cabrones:
They call me the Whittler: the cholo nerd who reduces mountains to plains, one chipped-away pebble at a time.
Okay, only my family calls me the Whittler.
Okay, only my wife does.
Okay,...
Gentle cabrones:
One hundred frozen burritos, cobbled together from leftovers over the past six months? Check.
Water? Bought rain barrels years ago, so check.
Toilet paper? I don't discuss such cochinadas.
BRING IT, CORONAVIRUS.
Gentle cabrones:
The photo below shows the keyboard to my laptop.
Like it? Most people do!
They freak out at the sight of it, amazed I’ve pounded on it so much. A testament to my hustle, I respond.
