Thursday, May 28, 2009

In Honor of Our 44th President


Presents from the East Coast. Don't think I'll crack this anytime soon. I'll keep it on the shelf. Stack it in my future bar. I wonder if these'll hit the West Coast.

Just got back from a week long trip to Vegas. Crazy. But I'll be back on the road. Headin' to LA tonite. Be back Sunday. Always on the move.

Stay thirsty my friends...

Thursday, May 21, 2009

The Best I Ever Had

You the fuckin best...

Good times with the Buldas & Barnes.

I was expecting to have my first sip of Louis later in life, but the celebration of life (my niece's baptism) brought forth the gathering of a few good old family-oriented men. Around this table, history was shared along with jokes & laughter over an exuberant amount of alcohol complimented by cuban cigars. Cognac, tequila, vodka, rum, and beer flooded the table while no real man (at least no "punk bitch") would turn down the offering to share a drink with his newly found comrades. Aside from Dos Equis beer (stay thirsty my friends) the most popular drink of choice that evening was Louis XIII, an extremely aged/extremely expensive Remy Martin cognac. I kid u not, it was indeed the best cognac I've ever had. It makes everything younger than X.O. taste like cork. Who am I kidding tho, I love all types of alcohol and will continue to drink even the most youngest forms of cognac. Either way, good company... good times.

Stay thirsty my friends.

-Raw

*brought to ya'll over the air by my swagBerry as I chill poolside at my cousin's vacation home in Vegas. life is good. take nothing for granted*

Monday, May 18, 2009

Flashing Lights




















So, tomorrow I'm off to Sin City for a week.

Crazy right? Cause normally I can't do Vegas for more than 3-4 days.
But I guess this trip is half business half vacay. So it changes things a bit.


Other than that, this girl's album comes out tomorrow (Tuesday).
I could've never pictured her voice/sound with that face. Could you? A Malaysian singer/songwriter, Zee Avi began posting her videos on YouTube which ultimately led to a record deal with Brushfire Records (Jack Johnson) under Universal Records.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Mr. Chris Raw Daddy's




So I guess their original name works better than mine, but here is folks. For all you shrimp & crawdad lovers, here's a good post for ya'll. I haven't done food posts in a while, but the main reason why is because I've been in training for a competition in Las Vegas towards the end of May, so I've been on a health tip in regards to my diet. Somehow this place slipped in, but I'm trying to fight the urge to go back. I don't think ya'll want me to continually post the different sandwhiches I order from Subway now do you? So here you go. Last Friday some of the fellas and I hit up the South Bay to escape the general haps in the city (SF). We hit up this seafood spot that one of our friends put us on, pounded some shrimp and then headed towards downtown to catch happy hour and watch Game 3 of the Lakers vs. Rockets series. If shrimp or crawdads are yer thing, hit this up. It's crackin'. May get pricy for some if you continually buy pounds, but it's worth it in my opinion. Except for you lazy eaters - you have to peel your own shrimp. Let the fob in you come out for once. The shit gets messy. Don't take her on a first date here. Not a good look. And the spice can get a lil' hot, so if you can't stand the heat, choose the lowest level of spice.

What happens is first you look at the menu of course.


They sell crawdads and shrimp by the pound.
Crab too, but it goes by the market price of course.
Order up, they'll give you a plate with lime + salt and pepper.
The extra dipping thingey is for the juice that comes in the shrimp bag.
Fill it up and dip the skrrrimp in it. Crackin'.


The four of us ordered 5lbs.
Word to the wise, only order 1-2lbs at a time.
When you order 3-4+ lbs the shrimp over cooks in the bag.
Unless your the fastest shrimp peeler in the world.


They don't sell rice, although I've seen an old asian lady crew bring their own in.
My friends like to add fries on the side, it compliments the seafood well.
Or, if you feel daring like I did, add some catfish + fries.


Destruction.


Empty plastic bags for the fallen soldiers.


It gets messy.
Lose the ego.
Use the bib.


And the napkins usually add up. Keep em' close.


Obviously I couldn't shoot much of the action cause my hands were occupied. It gets messy so be prepared. Juice gets everywhere. No homo. But the food is crackin'. I hope ya'll know how to peel shrimp. Otherwise your first experience will be a slow and messy one. Take my advice and only order 1-2lbs. at a time and add on as you go. The bag is pretty warm, so if it sits too long the shrimp over cooks in the bag. The shrimp gets powdery and doesn't taste as good. Other than that, the shrimp is great. I haven't tried the crawdads, but I heard they were cool. With crawdads tho, you don't get as much bang for your buck cause the meat content is very little.

So we end up hittin' downtown SJ and can't decide which lil' joint to catch happy hour at so we end up hittin' Gordon Biersch. We started pounding away at different kinds of alcoholic drinks, from Patron Margaritas to Arnold Palmers (with alcohol of course). We watch the game, and before we head out we decide to pound a beer. The waitress said the, "Maibock" (pronounced like the Mercedes Maybach) is one of their most popular beers. I'm not much a fan of the darker side of beers, but this one was pretty good. I believe she also said that it has the highest content of alcohol out of all their beers. I think it was that fact combined with the name, "Maibock" (Maybach) that sold us. Wouldn't you drink it too?


"10 black Maybach's back to back in the lane."
- Uncle Ricky

Stay thirsty my friends.

- Raw

p.s. Don't forget who put you on. Pay respect.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

More on the Fight


Not really, but I hate how I picked up my parents from the airport cause they returned from Vegas and until this day they can't stop talking about the fight and watching a burned DVD copy of the fight + interviews. Man. You can take someone out the Philippines but you can't take the... nevermind I won't finish that. It sounded lame. So anyways. Gotta bring this up cause I know every male has given' this a thought, and if you haven't, you will now. If you can't already tell by the picture, I jus think she's hot, in an older milf-ish way of course. No bitch, I'm not talkin' bout Jinkee, the Pound for Pound Greatest Boxer in the World's wife. I'm talking bout #2. Ya boy, Ricky Hatton's wife, Jennifer Dooley. (insert accent here) BOY IS SHE SMASHING! Hahaha. I can dig it. Although some pictures that have surfaced the net are rather fugly, she generally has looked good for the camera. Yes, I have a very strong adoration for MILFS and I'm not ashamed to say it. Who doesn't appreciate a nice MILF? Girl's can't say shit either cause that's what they eventually want to be when they get at that age.

Who has the hotter wife? You be the judge.

Ringside... mmm.
Ringside... damn. Them shit's looks straight as fuck. Dentures?

Jennifer Dooley pictured on the right.
Jinkee on the left. Queen on the right.
That's a nice mom bod. Not the greatest donk.
But tell me you wouldn't?
Or would you rather have the mom face?
Now look, I don't mean to hate on the Pac-Man. He's done well with his career. This is probably the girl that was there before all the money. But it's the trade off I guess. You can't have em' all right? Now if we're going off jus looks, would you rather be the top dawg pound for pound greatest fighter with a busted wife?


Or would you rather have a busted face, lose to the top fighters and competitors in your sport, but go home to a hot wife?


You be the judge.

- Raw

p.s. some bonus footage. watch ricky pound them guiness' mayne. dayamn.

Monday, May 4, 2009

Back to Monday



Before I demolish this post-workout meal I've prepared and head to bed, I figured I should touch base with ya'll and update my blog.

Big weekend in sports; two of my main interests of course were the Bulls & Celtics series which unfortunately ended in the Bulls losing and the Celtics advancing, and we all know the Pacquiao/Hatton fight. We all know what time it is. And if you haven't heard by now, which I doubt cause everyone's on Pacquiao's nuts, Pacquiao whooped some Manchester ass. Glad to see Floyd Sr. was proven wrong, since he's an old-timing shit talker. And of course I'm rootin' for Manny cause he's on the home team (I'm Filipino). HOWEVER, don't get me wrong, I'm a big fan of Ricky Hatton. He was undefeated before he fought Mayweather, and he won after that loss until now. He's a strong fighter and I respect him a lot. Because of this fight, I even feel sorry for him. It's like he'll always be #2. He was undefeated until he went up against the best of the best. It's like he can rise to the top but will lose to whom ever is #1 - he'll never be top dawg. At least while Manny's alive.

So my hat's off to you Manny.


I tried to sell this bad boy for $100 to some white chick who said she had a Filipino friend who would "abbsooolutely die" for one of these. She looked at me crazy when I said $100. Anything less won't suffice lady. This shit is on some collection/pride shit. I'd even feel somewhat shameful to if I let this go. Eh. Maybe not. But my excuse is the economy.

- Raw