In 2005 I wrote a few posts about the Fiestas del Pitic, a cultural festival organized every year by the local government of Hermosillo, my hometown.
After many years of not gracing the Fiestas with my presence, I went back in 2008, when I took my wife so she could experiment the failure of FDP herself. That very year, as I may have mentioned before, they were already thinking about kicking me out of the newspaper, and I knew about it, so I wrote a column-review about that year's Fiestas del Pitic. The thing is that in the text I slipped a recipe for home-made crystal meth.
After many years of not gracing the Fiestas with my presence, I went back in 2008, when I took my wife so she could experiment the failure of FDP herself. That very year, as I may have mentioned before, they were already thinking about kicking me out of the newspaper, and I knew about it, so I wrote a column-review about that year's Fiestas del Pitic. The thing is that in the text I slipped a recipe for home-made crystal meth.
In the end I think that it's better that there are Fiestas del Pitic, even if I keep bitching about how lame they are every year. It's better than not having anything resembling a cultural event at all, isn't it? Well. Now that I think about it I'm not so sure.
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