Dire Straits and The Wall Street Protesters: My 2 cents

I can't help but think of what my grandfather, Victor Ayala, would have thought.  Well actually, I know exactly what he would say:  Estos hijos de sus p- m- deberian trabajar en vez de quejar!!  (These sons of b's should get a job instead of waste their time in the streets complaining)  Now calm down all my liberal friends.  I know that you think they're protesting about lack of jobs, wallstreet greed, yada yada, yada, etc etc.  99 percent of them don't even know why they're there.  I saw quite a bit of the crowd, and I couldn't help but notice the plethora of facial piercings, mohawks, and other oddities.  Yeah guys, great way to go to an interview too!!

Back to my story now.  My grandfather was a very hard working man.  He came over illegally and started his career in El Paso as a cook.  He eventually saved up enough to open his own food stand.  Demand eventually pushed him to open up his own restaurant, Victor's Cafe.  Now remember, this was in the 1940's and 50's when Mexicans weren't exactly greeted with open arms and given a chance.  At the end of his life, he had 3 restaurants, and gave all of my 8 aunts and uncles an opportunity to attent college if they wanted, paid for.  He didn't speak English.  He didn't ask for a handout.  Really, he didn't ask for anything.  He worked very hard for what he had and gave it all away.  I would love to see and hear his reaction to the kids on Wallstreet, protesting.

I can't help but think of that Dire Straits song, money for nothing, chicks for free, I want my MTV.  Great song too, by the way.

Tony Soprano

Recently, we happened upon a gentleman that was having an incredible time insuring a commercial property downtown.  He had been dropped by his company, and all of the other quotes he had been getting were out of his budget.  We shopped it for him.  We negotiated.  We threatened insurance companies.  Our Tony Soprano came out, and we got his building insured for less than 1k a year with higher limits than what he had.  IF your agent won't go out of his way to get your business, how will they be when you file a claim??

I also love the Sopranos.  Sometimes, I fantasize about being a mobster and wacking people.  Sometimes.....and it's just a fantasy......maybe.......

Bud Light

I couldn't think of a better or more fitting title for this blog.  Bud Light.
It's kinda funny when I think about it.  Years ago, my brother and I were discussing where we would go watch the fights one Saturday night.  The conversation went like this:  Hey bro, let's go to (insert sportsbar name) and see the fights.... Me:  Na bro, there's a bunch of idiots there drinking bud light, wearing Affliction shirts that are too tight, screaming at the TV.  Him: Where else can we go?  Me:  I don't know....I think a friend of mine is having them.  Since that day, we have coined the term bud lights for any group of people who drink and yell at the TV.  It just so happens, that 99 times out of 100, they are drinking Bud Light.  We also call anyone that is overly compensating for something or an obnoxious drunk, a bud light.  It just seems fitting. 

Today brought back memories of that, as my wife and I walked in to a restaurant and heard screaming and cheers like we were in a stadium.  We walked out.  I couldn't help but notice the sea of bud light bottles I saw on the tables......