Secret Habits Part 1

I figured I'd start airing out things we do or have done that we never tell anyone about or constantly front about. I've compiled a list of some of my favorites lol:

1. Eat/Eaten boogers

C'mon son, you gonna sit there an tell me that you've never, in your life, eaten a booger? Not once? Fuck outta here lol. You're gonna tell me that you never cried and had boogers drip down from your nose, and formed a small reservoir of boogers right about your upper lip, then proceeded to lick? Stop fuckin' lyin lol.

Speakin' of boogers, you ever had that one stubborn ass booger that you try to flick but it takes like an infinite amount of flicks to get rid of? You flick with your right index finger, then you notice its on that finger now. Then you use your left hand and guess what? It's on that new finger smh. Fact of the matter is, the time expended to get rid of this nuisance is incredible lol

2. Wipe your butt and look

Everyone is curious, so I know for a fact some have wiped and looked at whats on the plate so to speak lol.

3. Worn old undies

"I didn't do anything crazy last night, so I guess it's ok" or "I only wore em for like 3 hours" lol

Laundry day comes, and some people are assed out. So it's either free ball or recycle lol. If you do perform this action, make sure they don't look like you played in the mud. Thanks.

If you have more, please comment and add to this section lol

Ode to the Chimichurri

You can't ever go wrong with the ultimate late night meal: A chimi y un jugo de chinola. For those who've never had one, a chimi is the Dominican version of the hamburger. It is basically crack on a bun. No if's, and's, or but's. It officially has been deemed the Dominican Big Mac (at least I deemed it that, so eff ya lol). C'mon son...how can it not be? An all beef patty (I think...at least I hope lol) smothered in our special, mayo-kechu (mayonaisse and ketchup for you non-hick speakin' ppl), with diced cabbage makes this the most delightful sandwich on earth (at least I'd say so). Of course, you have to know the best places to cop a chimi. I've grown fond of the chimi spot on 207 in front of Melodia's. As much as I hate the lady who takes your order (no offense if it's anyones fam, but she definitely needs to take Customer Service 101...but fuck it, when you have a great business, who needs to be nice lol), you can't go wrong with gettin' it from there. I definitely recommend "Chimi Row" which is located on the Highbridge section of the Heights (upper 170's and Amsterdam Ave). Mind you, you will bump into the stereotypical Dominican male: 5ft 6 inches, short hair (with blonde streaks lookin' like Tulile), a tight, spandex-like t-shirt with a glittery silver or gold graphic. Unfortunately for us, these dudes have a huge ass belly and shouldn't really be rockin' these types of clothing, but I digress.

I've forgetten the perfect compliment to this sexy ass sandwich. Jugo de chinola (passion fruit juice or for my Colombians, maracuya) is the liquid form of sex (and may I add that it goes well with Brugal, but thats for another discussion lol). Packed with like 162 grams of sugar, this drink makes my peepee do a sit-up (Ari you a fool for this one lol). Add that to the already delightful chimi, and you my friend, are set. So there you have it folks, the greatest late night meal of all: Chimi with a jugo de chinola...crackkk

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Black Friday

To those who survived it - more power to you...for those who didn't even bother - great decision.

I've never understood why people get so crazy over sales; truly emphasizing the materialistic aspect of our lives. The "desire" for things that may define status, or fulfill voids engulf us on days like Black Friday. Unfortunately, people fail to realize that there is much more to life than 52" LED Samsung TV's or the latest Blu-Ray players. There are people around the world that would crave a sale on bread, milk - even potable water. They desire a life where they can actually have a place to sit down and eat, yet we go crazy over 50% discounts - go figure. This is what we have become. Our capitalistic and materialistic views have caused us to forget what truly is valuable in life. There aren't any sales on life, yet many spend their time finding them.

The hypocritical portion of this blog is brought to you by yours truly. I grew up (and still live) with a materialistic, capitalistic mentality. Everything from the latest Blackberry, TV's, Xbox games, and clothes define us. They create a "status" that we strive for. Growing up in NYC, you "need" these things to create a sense of happiness. They are also needed to be included in the "in" crowd. I, for one, placed emphasis on attaining these things because it gives me a sense of ownership. We strive to be the 5%'ers in our society. We want to attain that same status. We want the cars, the houses, the clothes and most importantly the lifestyle. Growing up as an urban youth, all of this is glorified. It's all we see. Ads, magazines, commercials, TV shows. All of these outlets tease us, showing us the life we "should" attain. Now you have 14 yr olds caring more about their outfits and how they look, instead of caring about the way their report cards look. They fail to care about the way their SAT scores look. And most importantly, they forget to care about the way their future looks. So please, as great as it feels to purchase that newest Louis Vuitton bag, or the newest HDTV, let's not forget that it isn't the only thing that defines our lives.

Dude, it's 8 am...

and you already smell like you've played 3.5 full court games in Africa during the day, wtf. You're on YOUR WAY to work, yet you smell like you were sweating in your sleep. Did you dream you were running a marathon or some shit? Do I really have to endure the smell of your non-deodorant wearing ass the whole ride from the Bronx to midtown? Seriously. I, myself, am OCD when it comes to deodorant. I swipe about 20 times before I feel confident with my application. I wish others were as considerate lol. I would only imagine what it feels like to be standing on a train next to this same guy at 6pm going home from work, with his death pits in front of your face while he grabs on to the bar (pause --> this will be a reoccurring word in my blog). So fellas, (ladies too fuck it) please be mindful of ur body odor on the train, and we will all have a pleasant morning....

Kev aka El Verdugo

My name is Kevin, a 24 yr old (about to be 25 :/) charasmatic, funny, smart (and every other positive adjective you can think of) latino male. I'm Dominican and Guatemalan (yea don't ask me how that mix occurred). I graduated from NYU with a Bachelor's Degree in Economics, so I'm pretty smart (just being modest lol). I like long walks on the beach, collecting stamps, and funnel cake...ok those aren't my interests (though funnel cake is amazing), but felt I needed to say something...

I never saw myself writing a blog, yet always felt I wanted to communicate some of my thoughts/views to people, that may at times remain enclosed since I can't just go around telling everyone (That's just weird lol). This blog will be a place where I speak about everything...and when I say everything, I mean EVERYTHING! Stay tuned...