Hoy no quiero ser dulce, tranquila, decente, sumisa, comprensiva, resignada, las cualidades que siempre ponderan los amigos. Tampoco quiero ser maternal; Diego no es un niño grande, Diego sólo es un hombre que no escribe porque no quiere y me ha ol...
Sid: [after Diego snuffs out the fire on his tail] Thank you. From now on, I'm gonna call you "Diego..." Diego: Lord of Touch Me and You're Dead.
I was stationed at a marine recruit depot in San Diego from 1965 to 1967.
San Diego walked away with just a scratch.
Maui reminded me of San Diego: beautiful, but crowded.
Diego: Hello, ladies. Oscar: Hey, look who finally decided to show up. Soto: Diego. I was beginning to worry about you. Diego: No need to worry. In about two minutes you'll be satisfying your taste for revenge. Soto: Very nice.
Soto: Just you look at the cute little baby, Diego. Isn't it nice that he'll be joining us for breakfast? Diego: It wouldn't be breakfast without him. Soto: Especially after his daddy wiped out half our pack. And wears our skin to keep warm. An eye f...
Diego: The baby? Please. I was just returning it to its herd. Sid: Oh, yeah. Nice try, Bucktooth. Diego: You calling me a liar? Sid: I didn't say that. Diego: You were thinking it. Sid: [whispering, to Manny] I don't like this cat. He reads minds.
Usually I'll go to San Diego to hang out with my parents if I want to unwind.
The past nine years in San Diego have represented such a period of questioning.
My mom was born in San Diego, around Vista. So we've always been California people.
I majored in theater at San Diego State. My one eye was on football, and my other eye was on Hollywood.
I've played D&D for years. I'm a comic book guy. Comic-Con in San Diego is nerd Christmas for me.
[Sid is drawing a sloth with chalk] Diego: What are you doing? Sid: I'm putting sloths on the map. Manfred: Why don't you make him more realistic and draw him lying down? Diego: And make him rounder. [Manfred draws a pot-belly on Sid's drawing] Diego...
Diego: Maybe we shouldn't do this. Sid: Why not? Diego: ...Because if we save him he'll grow up to be a hunter. And who do you think he'll hunt? Sid: Maybe because we saved him, he won't hunt us. Diego: Yeah, and maybe he'll grow fur, and a long, ski...
In San Diego, our local innovation economy is a thriving industry employing thousands of highly skilled workers.
There have been two great accidents in my life. One was the trolley, and the other was Diego. Diego was by far the worst.
To me, everything outside of Los Angeles is the 'south,' including places like San Diego. It's sort of like the saying, 'Everything is God.' Indeed it is.
I graduated from UC San Diego, wanted to work in film to get my hands-on real experience, did music videos, TV, feature films, all kinds of stuff.
There aren't many sources of money in San Diego, apart from local partnerships and local investors. It's pretty starkly polarized to Silicon Valley.
Diego: Whoo, yeah! Who's up for round two? [pause; embarrassed] Diego: Um, t-t-tell the kid to be more careful.
