Find me a better English translation for “Soy el más verga.” I’ll wait
Speaking of my homecountry –and awesome translations– I give you this CDMX pesero, whose owner has earned a spot on this blog for being exactly what he claims to be: The More Dick –presumably “El más verga.” Go ahead and find me a better translation. I’ll wait.
They cost between $150 and $200 Mexican pesos (less than 9 bucks) and are available for children and adults.
The idea came from Mexican wrestler el Hijo del Soberano, who has been producing these beauties like crazy as the cases of COVID-19 in the country continue to climb… unfortunately.
The above candle is being sold as a “mystic product” and it promises to protect us from the evils of coronavirus. In fact, according to the owner of this establishment in Tabasco, all you have to do is light it up and move it around your body while you say the special prayer printed on the glass.
I’m going to be honest here: I’m not sure it works, but it’s only $40 pesos (which is like less than $2 USD at today’s exchange) so why not give it a try? Now if I only can get to Tabasco….
Should this be the case, I would totally keep way more than the 6 feet required.
In these times of pandemia, we all now know what social distancing (also called “physical distancing,”) means keeping space between yourself and other people outside of your home. To practice social or physical distancing, the CDC recommends to stay at least 6 feet (about two arms’ lenght) from other people and to avoid gathering in groups.
So far so good, but I’d rather follow the guidance of this chicken shop in Mexico, which basically states:
KEEP YOUR DISTANCE AS IF YOUR EX WAS IN LINE WITH THEIR NEW PARTNER
Snoop Dogg and Banda Ms on Friday released Qué Maldición, a long awaited collaboration between America’s famed pothead and the Sinaloa insanely popular band. It’s by far the weirdest Anglo-Latin collaboration I’ve seen in a long time and I’m not sure I’m 100 percent sold.
Watch & listen at your own peril. I’ll be somewhere still trying to figure out 2020.
Yes, according to the Internet my very well-informed sources, this is a real UberEats delivery girl roaming the streets of Metepec, Estado de México delivering her wares in these times of quarantine.
I can’t see her face or her hands but I hope she’s wearing gloves and a facemask. In the meantime #StayHomeMéxico.
Hugo López-Gatell as a piñata? Yes, please, thank you.
It is official: Hugo López-Gatell Ramírez, the Mexican deputy health minister in the frontlines of the fight against COVID-19 has been immortalized in a piñata from the famed Piñatería Ramírez in northern Mexico.
The López-Gatell piñata comes with –what else– a mini version of the coronavirus piñata and a sign with a very appropriate message in these times of pandemia: Quédate en casa (Stay home.)
As a Twitter follower wrote the other day: This is “as prestigious as having been inducted into the Mexican historical hall of fame.”
Covid was born March 14 in Córdoba and he’s truly adorbs
Today, in the always popular section “Mexico in the time of coronavirus,” I give you Covid, a baby Bengal tiger born March 14 in a small zoo in Córdoba, Veracruz.
“Covid was born to an 8-year-old tigress that had been in a circus and was nursed back to health after needing an operation for a hip fracture,” zoo owner Gonzalo Rodriguez told Reuters.
So now you know it, my people not only make fun of death and calamities; we embrace them all the way.
They look more like happy frogs, but it’s the intention that counts, right?
Well, that didn’t take long.
Barely a couple of days after this VERY INFLUENTIAL BLOG first reported on the Iztapalapa conchavirus, a small bakery in Chicago is now making their own version.
“We wanted to turn a negative into a positive one by creating my very own conchavirus,” Eddie Vázquez, executive pastry chef and owner at Rosy’s Bakery, told ABC News Chicago.
Fortunately for Mr. Vázquez, Chicagoans are so excited about they’re placing their orders by the dozen, and I still don’t know how they get the courage to go out, but that’s another story…
It’s not a secret that 2020 sucks, but –heck– it has been a good year for conchas.
The Mexican police force in Quintana Roo (yes, that’s the state where Cancún is located) has come with an awesome PSA to let the community know that the deadly coronavirus is not going to get them.
Watch as police men and women dance to the tune of the Mariachi loco song and simple but catchy lyrics that go sort of like this:
The coronavirus wants to arrive…
The coronavirus wants to arrive….
But it will have to face the cops
I’d like to inform everyone,
That Quintana Roo will not be infected and we’ll do awawy with this virus
OK that sounds boring if you read it, but the actual video is deliciously fun!
Take it away, mariachi loco!
Al ritmo del Mariachi Loco, la Policía de Quintana Roo emite medidas de prevención contra el coronavirus. pic.twitter.com/05F8tGPLwI
Speaking of Mexico and the seriousness of COVID-19, a bakery in Iztapalapa, Mexico has come up with a coronavirus-like sweet bread, which they’re calling –what else?– the conchavirus. According to a very reliable source (i.e. a commenter on my Instagram feed) the genius behind this thing is Panificadora Juanito, a 30-year-old establishment which prides itself of using all natural ingredients.
Oh, did I mention the conchavirus is only $6.50 pesos? That’s… practically USD 25 cents.
Filing under “Mexicans: How can anyone not like us?”
The craziness is not limited to New York City or even the US: My brother sent me a photo (below) from a Mexico City supermarket, showing people doing exactly the same thing: Hoarding toilet-paper –except supplies seem to be abundant down there (at least for now.)
What’s with toilet paper?
I tried again one day later and this time my local bodega (PapaSito) proudly advertised that toilet paper was back, so I went in (naturally). Several rolls of toilet paper wrapped individually sat at the top of a very tall counter, one I couldn’t reach, so I asked a fellow Mexican who works there for help. Our conversation went something like this:
–Can you please pass me four of those? –I asked.
-Four? Only four? –said the man almost incredulous. –Why don’t you take more? People are coming in and getting 15-30 rolls at once…
-Because… I’m not deranged? –I replied.
My paisano cracked up upon hearing that, and then noticed I had also bought a few packs of corn tortillas.
–Well, I’d be damned if we were to run out of those! –He said pointing at my packs of Poblanitas.
I walked away thinking he was absolutely right and was happy to get back to my quarantine (not before I stopped for some other basic goods.)