Stay Loco

Being that it's May 5th, it is time for us all to settle down with a tall glass of tequila (okay, a margarita) and the fattest diarrhea-inducing burrito you can find in this city, and prepare to wake up on May 6th con dolor de cabeza y mucho gas en nos estomagos. Though we may be exclaiming, "¡AY! ¡MI!" in the morning, tonight is the night for us to pretend we give a shit about someone else's culture. Damn, I do love guacamole!

Cinco de Mayo is often mistaken for Mexico's independence day (which is actually on Sept 16), but in actuality it is the celebration of the victory of the Mexican forces over the French in 1862. (Yeah, I had to look up the year.) Though a festive holiday celebrated by food, drink, and dancing, it is only a regional one, and not celebrated all over the country.

It does give us Americans another reason to get hammered though (much like St. Patty's Day), so in honor of the day, we will celebrate with a moment of Liz Phair.


Also, here's how I celebrated May 5 last year. You'll recognize my signature eyebrows.


¡AY CARAMBA!