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.