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Evan Will strolled over to Little Italy. His plan was clear. He had no idea what to buy, because there are so many great cars to choose from. Therefore, he was going to find Tim Versace, and ask him. He had followed Versace around when he was working a China deal last year. Versace was a loudmouth, but he knew his trade. One time, Evan had introduced himself to Tim, and asked him "What's your secret?" "Product knowledge. There's no substitute for actually knowing what you're talking about." Evan asked around in Little Italy- 'Have you seen Tim Versace?' Tim was in an Italian eatery, enjoying a plate of great ravioli. A number of Italians were hovering about. "Evan. Have a seat." said Tim Versace, gesturing with his dinnerware. Evan sat down. "Waiter, get this man a drink." said Tim. "That's not necessary. I don't drink that much anymore." said the Ease. "Well I do. Two Jack Daniels, straight." Plop. Plop. "Tim, the reason I'm here is because I want to buy a new car." "Well, I wouldn't want to put you in a spick vehicle." said Tim Versace, wiping the corners of his mouth with a fine linen napkin. "Who said anything about that? You know I'm not a bigot." "You have a bad reputation, Evan." "It's kept me safe." said Evan, defensively. "Why do you want a new car?" "Joy wants me to get something more mid-sized." Tim Versace looked at Evan Will. "Seriously." "Then you're what we call a sitting duck in the car trade. How much down you got?" Evan thought about that, and said "Maybe 2-3 k." "Down that J D and give me a new figure." Evan looked at Tim Versace, then looked at the Italians all around. He gulped down the J D, and called for another. "Okay, fifteen hundred tops." he said, wiping his lip. The waiter brought two more neat JDs. Evan and Tim Versace clinked glasses, and downed them. Tim Versace put his glass down, and said "Evan, your girlfriend is a billionairess." "So?" "How much down you got?" "It depends. Shouldn't we be talking about what vehicle first?" "What did Bingo say?" Evan sighed. Everyone knew that Evan always planned ahead with his roommmate. "Bingo thinks I should get a jeep." "Fine vehicles." "Not my style." "What does Joy Mercy say?" "She's been talking about buying me a Jaguar." "To satisfy the little James Bond thing you got going?" asked Tim Versace. "How did you know that?" asked Evan. "I watch tv, I read the paper, and I hear things." "Huh. Well, I want to buy American, and I want something I can pay for out of my own pocket." "We're getting somewhere. Waiter." Two more Jack Daniels. They drank. Tim Versace looked at an older Italian gentleman sitting by the corner of the bar. The senior gentleman's eyes widened for just a moment- 'Close him.' "Evan, are you ready to make a decision today?"— July 31, 2010 11:57 p.m.
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"Evan, where are you going?" asked the preacher. "To buy a car. Why?" "You have to walk towards the Lord. Every man and woman on Earth, has their own path to walk towards the Lord. Do you feel me, Evan.?" "I hear you and feel you." said Evan Will. "The violence, Evan. I want you to realize that the violence you experienced as a young man does not have to be violence in your heart as a mature man. You are blessed to be alive, Evan Will." Evan Will thought to himself 'I've always been afraid of commitment because I've never known if I was going to make it back alive. I'm going to propose to Joy Mercy.'— July 31, 2010 8:38 p.m.
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Brazos was dressed up as the Incredible Hulk, and with his build, he looked the part. He was doing a San Diego shuffle across the street from Horton Plaza, and saw the bikers split up and begin walking around the plaza. He got on a cell phone. Inside the plaza, a buzo tapped his waist mounted communications unit. "Aqui." (Here.) "Alrededor." (Going around.) "Recommendaciones?" "Ponte vivo, vavuzos." (Get alive, buzos.) Brazos checked off. One buzo signaled to his brother, and we are all brothers and sisters under the Lord, it's just that some people don't realize it. The buzo pointed to his arm, and put a thumb and forefinger to his ear - 'Brazo called.' Then the buzo made a thumb and threw it over his shoulder 'the opposition' The buzo used his index finger and middle finger, back and forth, then circled his index finger. The other buzo put a hand up and opened and closed his hand and then put an index finger to his head 'What about the police?' The first buzo made like he was snapping his fingers, and pointed at himself and the other buzo- 'We need to get out of here, quick.' Buzo radio: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HJtZ5w29se4&featur…— July 31, 2010 8:29 p.m.
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Evan was walking, thinking to himself 'Joy wants me to settle down....She's the love of my life, that's certain.' A preacher walked up to Evan, and said "You're Evan Will, aren't you?" "Yeah, how did you know?" "I recognized you. I remember when you were a young man, street fighting in East San Diego." "Really?" said Evan, suspiciously. "Yes, really." "Well then, what did they call me?" asked Evan Will. "They used to call you Lil E-Side." Evan stopped in his tracks. That was true. "Evan, do you have the Lord in your life?" "You mean God?" asked Evan. "Of course I mean God." "I hope so." said Evan Will. "Do you go to church?" "Hell no, I don't go to church. I wouldn't know which church to go to, in the first place." "Evan, you gotta slow down. Every man has got to slow down sooner or later, or it's curtains. You feel me?" "I do, yes." said Evan Will emphatically, thinking to himself 'I was just thinking the same thing.' http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HBm_fuIeQL0— July 31, 2010 6:33 p.m.
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The Buzos took off running for the parking lot of Horton Plaza. Not too many security cameras, plenty of cover, plenty of opportunity for duck and dodge. The motorcyclists arrived at the dropped off Vespa. One picked up the mini-Uzi, and released the clip- empty. He engaged the chamber- empty. The other biker was buying water at a side stand, brought a couple bottles and tossed one to his brother. They doused their eyes. Freakin' Buzos. "Where do you think they went?" "I don't know, but they're sure to be trying to outfit for Comic-Con and give us the slip." "Let's establish a perimeter around the plaza. They're in there somewhere." "Yeah." Buzo radio: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dhvzHianzLI— July 31, 2010 6:18 p.m.
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Buenos Aires, Argentina At the fine restaurant, Stephanie Clifton and Tino Escudero danced to the orchestra's version of Cusco's 'Flying Condor: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eXAfAKPVsB4&featur…— July 30, 2010 2:25 p.m.
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The answer is yes- they were dancing to Go Gos.— July 30, 2010 2:17 p.m.
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Buenos Aires, Argentina Amy and Kenny were dancing with young Argentinos, and it was all a good mosh. Disco, baby- don't underestimate it. Mando circled around, keeping his eyes on the bouncers, the crowd etc. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TiCwIPGkTy4&NR=1— July 30, 2010 2:15 p.m.
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Evan took his ankle sheathed knife and released the young men. In their intercom, their chief was screaming GO! CHASE! BE SMART! PUT OUT! NOW, BOYS, NOW! DONT QUIT! RUN LIKE THERES NO TOMORROW! The motorcyclists took off on foot, at blazing speed. Evan Will shook his head, and tossed his knife in a trash can. He said to himself 'Streetfighting is a young mans game.' Evan was going to give that young chump a low double trip, just when the Buzos showed up. He walked back to his Fiero, and then walked by. Evan thought about his life, and why Joy Mercy wanted him to trade in the Fiero. He thought back, to practically every time he got in his ride. Evan would look at the U.S. Navy sticker on the hub of the steering wheel, and feel that he had something else to prove. Kicked out, when that was the best family he ever had. Damn, life sucks. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YTaWayUE5XA— July 30, 2010 1:49 p.m.
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WWWUUUUHHHH The buzos were on a Vespa and it was floored. The passenger looked up and saw the helicopter following them. He tapped the driver on the shoulder once. WUUUHHHH The Buzos rode into Horton Plaza. I mean lets face it, if you're looking to lose someone in the heart of Downtown San Diego, Horton Plaza is a pretty good place to start. Startled onlookers saw the Buzos drop the Vespa. "Shop til you drop!" yelled one, and they took off. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DJ0_HYuR_fk&featur…— July 30, 2010 11:50 a.m.