Cinco de Mayo!

Hola! Andale! Si! Feliz Cinco de Mayo, everyone! As you can probably imagine, there is no place Cinco de Mayo-er than Stellenbosch, South Africa, where I have seen 0.00001 Mexicans so far. (I'm assuming at least one of the "coloureds" has some Mexican ancestry. It's plausible, right?) Here's some fun I have Mexi-planned for tonight, in honor of this special day:

1. Deciding on a topic for my modernism semester essay, due in one week. Considering this is the class with the professor who hates me, I should probably be worried, but I haven't even started the paper. Santa Anna would be proud.

2. Trivia night at the Irish pub. You Mexi-can, too! I might get the Gulliver's Travels question right, again, because apparently that's the only book the trivia writer's ever read. Si, amigo.

3. Cleaning my dorm. There's toilet/sink/bedroom cleaning to be done and, well... okay, I'm going to take the high road here and not make some menial labor joke. Because that would not be politically correct (which is, after all, the whole point of Cinco de Mayo).

4. Washing my clothes. (Where is Maria when you need her?)

Let me just say, I am 1/8 Hispanic. So I kind of have an "in", in case you were wondering, the same way members of the gay community have reclaimed "queer". Go out and spread the joy and love that is Cinco de Mayo, amigos! (Time for me to Wikipedia Cinco de Mayo.)

Politically-correct picture from http://www.shirtsnob.com/