Thursday, September 1, 2011

R.I.P. Blogger.

This blog has been retired for some time. Sooooo just in case you stumble across it, hit up my Tumblr:

http://www.trigueibe.tumblr.com/

-love

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Random Return

Soooooooooooooo, school/training has taken over my life but I have a lot of thoughts that have built up over the past few months. To start catching up, let me drop some quick randoms.

Shit I've Learned Lately:

1. The homeless people in Portland all seem damn near comfortable. They are some chill ass cats.
2. Donut + Bacon = awesome.
3. I want to live in San Francisco for a minute.
4. I have no idea how/why Glen Beck is popular.
5. You can't really know a city until you know it's vices.
6. I'm officially a B.O.B. fan.
7. I don't feel well unless I'm at least slightly sore from the result of some physical activity.
8. I think I've actually had a really positive impact on my nephew's development. The kid is gonna be brilliant.
9. Talk About Sex, Talk About Sex, Talk About Sex. It still astounds me that I still meet people who never talk about sex honestly with their partners. Follow the law of Salt N' Peppa, talk about all the good and bad. It'll help keep you safe, and it'll make it astronomically better.
10. Final Fantasy XIII is different, but still dope. Stop bitchin about it nerds.
11. Lebron should stop with the commercials and shit and just say one damn thing: "The manner in which I revealed my decision to the public was distasteful and I apologize for my lack of foresight." Moving to Miami is all good, but you don't divorce your wife and propose to your new girl on national television. He should've known this from countless old episodes of Jerry Springer.
12. The BET cyphers felt lazy.
13. Four english classes is a lot. I've already read more than 1000 pages this quarter and i'm still behind.
14. There hasn't really been any smear ads against Prop 19 (the weed legalization law). That shit might actually pass tuesday... dig it.


much much much to come.

love.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Saturday, September 11, 2010

I Hate Rims.

Yesterday, I saw a car. An old car. An old beat up car. And old beat up, dirty, smoke-spewing, bastard of a car. And on this car, there were rims. Bright. Shiny. Clearly expensive platinum colored Rims. Now as I watched this car drive past me down the street I had to stop myself from jumping out of my own ride and yelling "WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU ROLLING IN A CAR WITH RIMS MORE EXPENSIVE THAN THE WHOLE DAMN CAR!!!!!" Yep. I held that in. And I simply thought to myself; aren't we past this? Didn't pimp my ride get canceled? Didn't Jay-z already set a new trend and make rims lame? Don't we know that rims are a poor investment? Shit, don't we have taste?

Anyway, don't let this happen to you:

Santa Monica Stairs


OVERRATED.

Just saying.

The place is too crowed, cramped and an all around hassle. Its cool if you want to pick up a woman, leisurely stroll and break a little sweat with a great view but, if you want to absolutely destroy yourself during a workout. Or if your an athlete training for something specific, skip it. For the most part I'm gonna stick with the Hollywood Bowl. Its quiet, private, and intense. Great to place to focus and get work in with out worrying about tripping over people. If you ever want to get down... holla at me.

-love.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Playlist Pumping #2: All About the Benjamins

"All About The Benjamins" - Puff Daddy & The Family

Atheist/ Agnostic and the fear of Conflict


I never believed in Santa Claus. It never even occurred to me that the stories of a fat man climbing down my chimney bearing gifts could be a true tale. Now I definitely had an imagination as a child but I was always acutely aware of where the ground was. I never feared walking off the edge of a flat world. I also never feared, nor sensed, felt, praised or cowered before God.

I say this not with the intention of trivializing anyone's beliefs, I only say it to display the innate skepticism that has always been a part of my character. I'm very open to new ideas but I am incredibly patient. By patient I mean that I will take the time to discover the truth or fallacy in a person's statement and withhold my judgment until I am positively sure of my stance. In regards to religion however, this process becomes a bit more difficult to adhere to. No matter the evidence for or against a higher power, whether that power is a figure from Judeo-Christian-Islamic history, Hindi teachings or even something from an L. Ron Hubbard book; the question comes down to faith. And in the end faith and belief are abstractions that are impossible to prove, disprove or define.

If I had to place a label on myself (i hate those things) I would have to say I'm agnostic bordering on atheist. I have nothing against God, or the religious. I was raised in a Christian home with Christian beliefs and I have a mother who holds her faith very close to her heart. The pieces simply never seemed to fit for me. As early as age 11 I remember asking the question "Where did God come from?" and never getting a straight answer. As I aged and my thoughts matured I found ways that I could actually fit religion into my worldview but I was never struck but any spiritual awakening. All of my thoughts toward religion were completely academic in nature. Over the years on numerous occasions I've found myself in awkward positions in conversations. They would always start as such:

"Okay, now I know you believe in God right? So this is what I..."
or...
"What's wrong? Just pray and ask God what..."
or even... 
"You know God was with you today when..."

Whenever these types of things popped up I would shrug my shoulders, mumble something incoherently and let whoever I was talking to go on with their speech believing that I felt the same way. I always avoided spouting out my gut reaction which I knew would have led into yet another unending debate over religion and the universe and why we are here and a horde of other things with no solution that I was not at all interested in going through. Even in my own house my thoughts had nothing in common with my family. Faith and Love are kin to each other. They are intensely personal and it may be utterly impossible to force another human being to believe or love something that they do not already.

I don't claim to "know" anything. And I am incredibly wary of any man who does. The debate over higher powers and the afterlife is a centuries old conflict; one which I am intensely interested in. I read tons about western and eastern philosophy and religion, and I have a healthy interest in the motivations of man and the laws and customs we govern ourselves by. But as far as my own experience goes, I'm just not all that concerned with God. I am not seeking, nor running away from a spiritual experience. I will also never champion or vilify another person's experience (within reason). So if you love your God, love your faith; cool. I'm not gonna try to change that. But don't preach to me. If I am meant to find some purpose in life that is ruled by the laws of a higher power, then it will happen when it's meant to. Similarly, if no God is ever miraculously revealed to me and there is never part of my life that is concerned with religion; also cool.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

hmmmm. Tea Party eh...

Saw a group of Tea Party members driving down Ventura Blvd with their banners waving today. I know way too little about the movement to properly critique it, but the little I do know about it disturbs me. Full blog coming after I read up and form an actual valid opinion...

Monday, August 23, 2010

Monday Muse/ic #2: Cee-Lo "Fuck You"

Though this has already jumped to 1.4 million views and I'm sure its going to keep growing, I'm posting it anyway because it's level of awesomeness is that high. Dig it: