Alvarez family photo update, keeping it real

Cue the music:

https://youtu.be/yOp_2ifOjtA

https://youtu.be/51e0eO3_G1U

My old man and brother, both called Jose Antonio. Can be differentiated with nicknames Napoleon and Stalin. Or yelly and punchy/headbutty/screamy. See ya bitches, wouldn't want to be ya.
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 My mom when computers were like old 1990s reruns of NCSI.

 I wish I was a crazy African American bitch guess that makes me a whack wigger bitches. (Another photo of my mom).

My whack ho sister Raquel checking out the closet and its inner destiny it shares with her (aka hanging bitches).

may 21st, 2016..... horseriding will hurt like nuts


There was movement at the station, for the word had passed around
That the colt from Old Regret had got away,
And had joined the wild bush horses -  he was worth a thousand pound,
So all the cracks had gathered to the fray.
All the tried and noted riders from the stations near and far
Had mustered at the homestead overnight,
For the bushmen love hard riding where the wild bush horses are,
And the stock-horse snuffs the battle with delight.

There was Harrison, who made his pile when Pardon won the cup,
The old man with his hair as white as snow;
But few could ride beside him when his blood was fairly up —
He would go wherever horse and man could go.
And Clancy of the Overflow came down to lend a hand,
No better horseman ever held the reins;
For never horse could throw him while the saddle girths would stand,
He learnt to ride while droving on the plains.

And one was there, a stripling on a small and weedy beast;
He was something like a racehorse undersized,
With a touch of Timor pony — three parts thoroughbred at least —
And such as are by mountain horsemen prized.
He was hard and tough and wiry — just the sort that won't say die —
There was courage in his quick impatient tread;
And he bore the badge of gameness in his bright and fiery eye,
And the proud and lofty carriage of his head.


This is the classic ride referred to in the poem, I'm thinking about writing a great Australian poem soon, I think I can do better than Banjo Patterson however it may not be realized for three hundred years or so. I'll keep you posted if I pull it off. I've also included an NWA song because the Patterson poem and ensuing movie ride do not feature any niggaz and we should be inclusive.

Classic ride:

https://youtu.be/fAEIbUmhloM

NWA:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FhUS55CbyJA

Caballo is the Spanish word for horse but in Spain it can also refer to the drug heroin. I don't think anyone in my immediate family has tried heroin unless my sister Trish has tried it once. Definitely Raquel was buying and smoking a fair amount of marijuana in Singapore and probably Malaysia too the two years she was there, that's super illegal in those countries, big punishments meted out.