Oscar García Oviedo

México, 1991

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Maybe the teenager in me that wanted to grow old was always right.

I don't know about you, but lately finding good music that really changes things for me has been increasingly difficult. I now tend to go directly to music from my teenage years or I simply let the For you algorithm go nuts, which almost always ends up playing music from my teenage years. Some new bangers here and there—mostly from the same bands—but I'm usually listening to the same thing every day. It doesn't help that these days I honestly don't have the time and energy to spent looking for n...

The last few months, I've been dealing with writer's block. For the love of me, I cannot come up with something to actually write about and it's been stressing me out. As if I were some huge and famous writer who needs to continue feeding the content machine so people are happy with me. I somehow keep forgetting that the real reason I haven't written a single word in 4 months is expectations. My expectations, of course. It's weird how critical of yourself you can be become the moment you start d...

AELOVE is this brief section where I share something I found, loved.and I have some thoughts on it. Hope you like it: This has been in my mind for months and I couldn't find the words to say it. Dan said it perfectly. I'm baffled every day by people using AI as if everything it spews is absolutely and irrevocably truth, perfect, or worst, human-like. I've seen coworkers use it to make their scribble of an email into something that no one ever would write and that someone with a single brain cell...

I talk about my golden retriever a lot, because why wouldn't I? Also, he went to the vet.

Yesterday, my golden –retriever– boy Mantequilla woke up with a little hump behind his nose. After much deliberation, investigation and back and forth calls with multiple vets, I now recognize these and call them by the, well deserved, term of fucking mosquito bites. If you're a dog person and it's affected often by mosquitoes, you know how hard dealing with them is. If you have a solution, let me know, 'cause if seems that everything that really kills mosquitoes may actually try to kill your do...

Every now and then, because of my wife's job, I found myself seating in a coffee for what nowadays could be considered long periods of time—that is to say, two hours, or 3, tops. Today is one of those days, but what makes particularly interesting is that I didn't have time to prepare. I didn't have the chance to charge my Chromebook tablet before leaving, so I only brought my Kindle, my phone and earbuds. I started with some browsing and socials before my cold brew arrived. Once the caffeine sou...

Trying to be at peace with this fucking weird nostalgia of being away from houses that are not my house but still feel like home

I'm online all the time, I'm just not available for you all the time

Here's the list of shit I will for sure fail to do this year

I know it may be way too late to start posting about a year that's been ongoing for 4 weeks now. 23 freaking days already. Can you believe that shit?

Plug in the cable, get the weird interference noise and start browsing. The world was ours back then.

If there's one thing I can tell you with certainty is that I am not interested in politics, at all.

There's one interesting thing that comes with growing up and that's a weird sense of confidence. Once you realize it, things start to look quite different because even though you may not be sure of what's to come somehow it doesn't feel so threatenin…

From Indian Lakes used to play hardcore music, then Joey Vannucchi decided to make an album that sounded like you breathe out of the water or fall asleep for the first time.

From Indian Lakes used to play hardcore music, then Joey Vannucchi decided to make an album that sounded like you breathe out of the water or fall asleep for the first time.

Sometimes it goes, sometimes it comes back. It's unstoppable, undeniable and relentless. I'm talking about the urge to go back to emo mode.

Buen día Lectorsillos, espero se encuentren bien. Con ustedes, la canción de la semana. Espero les guste un poco y convierta su Jueves en Viernes.

Mi nombre es Oscar García y estoy creando un blog... otra vez.

Si te encuentras leyendo esto, tenemos de dos opciones: Lo lees durante 2020 y sabes que está pasando; o lo lees después y sólo vienes por el chismesito.

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