Saturday, April 28, 2018

IN SEARCH OF MCALLEN'S SOUL AND DUARDO~FINDING NEITHER

Duardo Be Stylin! Will A Barber
Lose their License?
My son, grandson and I took a leisurely Saturday trip to McAllen, considered one of the valley's least interesting cities.

We kept an open mind.  

We were aware we might run into the area's attack blogger, Duardo Paz-Martinez, reportedly just returning from an imaginary trip to Texas' neighbor to the west, New Mexico, but our primary purpose was to find evidence that McAllen was soulical, containing the Biblical breath of life, historically, culturally and intellectually.

In Duardo's Saturday sermon on his blog, he shared with his readership, mostly other bloggers, the results of his annual trip to the barber for a trim, proudly posting his version of the photo above.  

We found on Google that McAllen does indeed have a barber school, precociously named the Enlightened Barber Academy on S. 10th StreetPerhaps, Duardo engaged one of the senior students to give him the "do" above.  As some say:  "Time heals all wounds."

Anyway, now that the "look at me" out-of-town blogger is "back," local bloggers may look for his daily stool sample offerings, smelly, contagious and frequently misaimed.


As for the city of McAllen, we started just south of town on S. Jackson Street, running into what must have been the restaurant district, 5 or 6 metal garages set up in a row as taco venues.  A smiling lady beckoned us to the establishment pictured on the left.


The restaurant next door cleverly combines the words fajita and taco into a business name.

  Yet another business owner was putting a traffic light; red, yellow and green alongside his building.  He agreed, laughing, that the decor was intended to encourage potential clients to "stop" there.

We left South Jackson, venturing to the city's entertainment district,  Catching our eyes was a water feature in front of the event center where "Comedy Con" was featured.  We caught some young people strolling on the brick-paved promenade near the fountain.

   McAllen's water feature in front of the event center pictured below:


When I saw the long stretch limo below, it entered my mind that Robert Sanchez, "Captain Bob," had finally sent Duardo his promised ride. . LOL

As Russian cosmonaut said after his suborbital flight over Earth years ago:  "We found no God or angels."  

We did find a bustling city.


15 comments:

  1. It wasn’t a Comedy Con. It was a convention for comics.

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    1. Even my grandson knew "Comedy Con" on the marquee stood for comedy convention. So, what are you trying to say?

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    2. Comic-Con. Comic books.Good grief!

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  3. Jackson Street is in the City of Pharr, Jim. And anything south of old US 83 is considered the Mexican side of Hidalgo County.

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  4. Jim, he's fucked you again on his Blog. You gave Nena to science? Wow

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    1. First of all you're totally classless and that reflects on your mother.

      Nena told me in 1980 she wanted no funeral, no burial. She's been an organ donor for over 30 years. When she heard about donating her body to science, she signed herself up for that, not me.

      Nena gave us a script and we followed it to the "T."

      Whoever wrote this, it goes without saying that you're a worthless SOB, a total shame to your mother.

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    2. A surgeon asked me about donating my body to science because of the true lack of knowledge concerning poly neuropathy. With every disease they need bodies to better understand the disease. As it turns out it is really a gift to better treat future patients. I am currently set for burial at sea after cremation, but this surgeon has me thinking. What if a 100 people with poly neuropathy had given their bodies to study years ago, woould I be suffering so much. I will not lie, I am on the fence but feel obligated to donate my body to science so they can better study the poly neuropathy to help others. You may not know but there are a host of brain disorders which the MRI can only pick up on after death, so they have to study the brain of the dead person. I would rather my body be useful to help others than be ashes dumped in the ocean, or buried in the ground for no apparent purpose.

      Nena left a gift to humanity for better healthcare. End of Story

      Bobby WC

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    3. Nena can't get a break. He ragged her when she was alive and now you do it. Wow wow wow

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    4. "Nena can't get a break. He ragged her when she was alive and now you do it. Wow wow wow"

      It's Duardo both times.

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  5. Eduardo Paz Martinez is a pendejo plain and simple Jim. Are you sure your grandson wasn’t the one who cut is tang colored hair? If you look at the picture, on the back right.... it looks like the PUTZ made some type of matamoscas out of his hair. There is no evidence Eduardo has bottom teeth.... he doesn’t smile.... he opens his mouth, only to show the upper teeth.... freaky. He doesn’t touch the top of his bald noggin to cover up the lice.

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  6. Jim, oh no! He's written another story about Nena! Jeepers, creepers.

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    1. Stop promoting your blog here, lobster face.

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    2. Pitiful blogsquatting

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