my pumkin

put the wisdom in a tree. felt like a druggie.

back from dallas and out to vancouver.

the laps are gettin endless and i'm kinda over thinking everything. the voices are loud. real loud. can't seem to turn'em off. xmas was epic. i felt spirited. "is that a word?" it must be." spirited away in a anima? movie. we'll roll with that. so yeah, vancouver... the weather not lookin promising. kinda nervous, no lie. had trout tonite. brain food. sat next to some girls from santa monica that spent all day shopping at the outlets. real gross. but humorous. ///////. trying to get life to look like the last area between the periods. it;s not working. we;ll see how the drive goes.

hope you all are warm

between here and big sur

"my brain hurts"

Time gets wasted every day
I watch the minutes tick away
My brain is melting like a
chocolate ice cream bar
Like characters on TV
these people look like maggots
to me and I wonder what the
hell is wrong with me
Milk fed little beauty queen
she's straight out of a magazine
she sits beside me
breathing different air than me
The perfect generation sees that I'm
infected with disease and
everything just crumbles
and there's nothing left
If I wanna do something right
I gotta do it myself or someone
else will fuck it up
It isn't all black and white
and now it's time to stop
and figure out reality
No one knows what they're
talking about if what they're talking
about don't making any sense to me
I gotta figure it out
cause I don't want something
to believe in

my brain hurts, my brain hurts, my brain hurts today!!!

by ben
thanks ben

little red corvette

time to prance

i gave a book to a friend a couple years back at christmas, his birthday, or when he broke his fibula. it was one of these occasions. anywho, i received a email with a picture attachment yesterday from him and he said he's "moving to oregon, there's nothing for him in LA anymore" (something to the likes of that). and the picture was of what i wrote in the book to him. have fun my friend. it's all out there, just gotta find it.

henry jun wah lee

Autumn in Owens Valley from Henry Jun Wah Lee on Vimeo.

Jonsi (best preformance overall at Voodoo 2010)

sequence of events

.john claims to jake, we're due for a shark attack.(that was like 2 months ago)

.i write a blog about sharks and their hunting styles (in brief)

.myself and a bunch of buddies go see Slayer.

.jesse hits up scotty in lompoc to see if we should meet up in the morning(the evening of the 21st)

.scotty doesn't reply.

.jesse, myself, and mike leave oxnard at 5am friday oct 22nd.

.scotty still doesn't reply with a surf report for surf beach.

.6;30 am. decide to go left instead of straight on jalama road.(12 miles away from surf beach)

.715ish. paddle out at the crack (jeese says in his mind "this feels sharky")(does not voice this til later).

.i have never seen such a beautiful morning north of point conception.

.915ish AM, exit the water in route for surf beach.

. still no reply from scotty, bypass surf beach and go to guadalupe beach.

.11ish AM, receive a text. " fatal shark attack at surf beach" as jesse is about to jump in the water.

.12PM. i receive a text message from john.(who told jake were due for an attack)

.text read. "scotty pulled the kid out of the water"

my heart goes out to that kids family.

saying goodbye

Last Minutes with ODEN from phos pictures on Vimeo.

do it for the ones you love.

smile bigger.

I'M GOIN TO SEE SLAYER TONITE!!!

the best part of this video is right after the bridge. the music goes into full speed ahead and there is a clip of a dude playing drums and getting after it and, a lady in a pink skirt slam dancing down the isle. she loves this song.

enjoy

postcards from italy

sharks enjoy feeding on seals. they're a delicacy. seals are mammals. so are humans. mammals pee pee tends to smell the same. sharks can smell blood from miles away. i wish i could. i play in the food chain. in someone else's backyard if you will. i send you now a message.

i don't pee in the water anymore.

who wants to live forever?

best way to exit a church...ever.

Viva Chile!!!

33 doodes saved. and a bunch of humans being human.
I'm so stoked...

ride free.

the magic of Berto!

if an anteater shot rainbows from its nose, it would kinda look like this.

el paraiso mexico, sept 2010

prepare for landing

you never thought that when the pilot says prepare for landing, he could quite possibly be meaning prepare for what you might see when you get off the plane.

in our case. drop trou and push at baggage claim.

manzinillo mexico. sept 2010

it's whats for dinner...

so, in the close up shot, that black thingie is his nose. yes, this is about as free range as you can get folks.
grass fed, free range grade A, mexi angus.
come on and you can all get some.

michoacan, mexico. sept 2010

15 years

here is a couple of pictures of scott and i's first trip to NYC together in april of 95'. we were nineteen. we both had fake i.d's. Luxy was at julliard and we got into some shit. you can tell by the smerk on my grill. this was before giuliani got into office and time square wasent' a fucking shopping mall, it was a porn palace, and hells kitchen was still a fcckin scary place to be. it snowed the day we left on the way to JFK. it was april 19th. trip.

"there isn't destiny"

There isn't destiny
The way things go
I don't think so
The changes that alter us
are a product of our own volition
and we become what we hate
It's not hard to figure out
that you're scared when
you act so much better
You're holding onto
something we can't have
but hands still circle
you're still getting old
and we become what we hate
Do you believe in the lies
that shape your world
Do you believe in your
own fictitious immortality
The world won't end while
you walk the earth
and when you realize that
your life don't matter
You'll turn to something to help
you forget that you're
only young once, old forever

"I Tuoi Occhi Sono Fari Abbaglianti"

let us dance in the head lights somewhere...

on things for sure

no one, fucking no one, can ever step to the genius of this doode. i can never get sick of any project he does or music he puts out. his creativity surpasses the masses by astronomical numbers. and the pure art and obsurdity pushes the brain to REAL magical realms. much love.

new plans

so. just walked back in my room after circumnavigating the country in 8 days on a team driving trip that took me to the south, lake erie, akron, and through the bible belt.

tired i am. i think yoda said that once.

and the trip out to Rolacado has been canceled. i won't be able to be the "help wanted" ad for halloween but, instead, i will be headed down to the big easy to work and play at the 'voodoo music festavis'. the line up looks alright and weirdness looks amazing.

marc old mate, i'll see you in the Easy!!!

here's the line up

Voodoo Music Experience 2010 Lineup

Muse
Ozzy Osbourne
Weezer
MGMT
Drake
Metric
Hot Chip
Interpol
Paul van Dyk
Deadmau5
Street Sweeper Social Club
Paul Oakenfold
Jakob Dylan and Three Legs
Ferry Corsten
Buckwheat Zydeco
Florence And The Machine
Raphael Saadiq
Eagles of Death Metal
Cage the Elephant
Minus the Bear
Janelle Monae
Eli "Paperboy" Reed
Galactic with Guests
The Airborne Toxic Event
Jonsi
Innerpartysystem
Afrojack
Die Antwoord
Trombone Shorty & Orleans Avenue
Rebirth Brass Band
Crookers
Preservation Hall Jazz Band
Stanton Moore Trio with Anders Osborne and Robert Walter
Voice of the Wetland All Stars
Tab Benoit
Cyril Neville
Waylon Thibodeaux
Big Chief Bourdeaux
Johnny Vidacovich
Johnny Sansone
Boys Noize
Soul Rebels Brass Band
Theresa Andersson
Basin Street Records Revue
Kermit Ruffins
Dr. Michael White
Jeremy Davenport
George Porter, Jr. & Runnin’ Pardners
Toubab Krewe
Jon Cleary and the Absolute Monster Gentlemen
Treme Brass Band with Uncle Lionel Batiste
Cedric Burnside & Lightnin Malcom
Big Sam’s Funky Nation
The New Orleans Bingo! Show
The Happy Talk Band
Fleur De Tease Burlesque Revue
Rotary Downs
Paul Sanchez
DJ Soul Sister
Quintron & Miss Pussycat
Honey Island Swamp Band
Gal Holiday
Rosie Ledet
Fatter Than Albert
Leo Jackson and the Melody Clouds
AM
Fitz & The Tantrums
Jonathan Tyler and the Northern Lights
Shannon McNally
Creole String Beans
Feufollet
Alvin Youngblood Hart
Locos Por Juana
Flow Tribe
Consortium of Genius
Luke Winslow-King
Noisician Coalition
DJ Quickie Mart
The Vettes
Debauche
Helen Gillet
The Local Skank
COOT
MC Sweet Tea
Rival Sons
Lost Bayou Ramblers

Update: My Morning Jacket has been added to the lineup.

erie Penn...

Erie, Pennslyviana
i am here...Over...

help me, help you.

photo:marc





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ever got advice before?

bury it.

best advice i've ever got.

if you chase stars...

ride the tails of the shooters
you can end up in thee advanced situation
of the NLS
so three hundred and sixty four days later, but add one because of crossing the international date line...so we;ll call it a year, it's back to boulder Rolacado, for another magical Halloween. drinking, laughing, and dance'n...

then just maybe down to the "big easy" for voodoo music festivas!!!

the Rebels in...

two months to grow a wild hair. i lost all of those. actually, they're just on my back now...jajjaja.

see you on the flat irons.

fillet the 74'

the fury stood no chance,
after the 20 hour dance

half blind in delirium,
i was made half dumb
by fifty three feet
and a sand covered street.

this was a story,
of my pendulum heart,
on the Tasman sea,
one year after,
the year of seventy three.

(look before you back up...you could end up breakin your heart)

the huffer

nyc might not have perfectly cut greens and palm trees, but, nyc is playing hostess to a man and his favorite fruit...the banana.


slay

3 blogs

i wrote three blogs in my head on the way home from san diego today.
i forgot them all.
traffic.
$20 dollar parking (cash only).
my friends kids.
buenos noches...donde esta tu burrro?

"o'captain, my captain"

the tree branches hang over my head
like an old mans head and neck.
he's peered into the night sky
much longer than i.
with patience he's watched
so many stars fly by.
"there's wisdom, hopes and dreams"
he whispers into my deaf evening ear
and not to forget
the time when i can see so clear.
remember the water
when deep in the womb
and the mark it made
and what keeps us in tune.
i keep my head up
and faced to the east
catching the stars in the greatest of ease.
i want to catch up
i want to be you right here
"this is not a race,my friend, so loose the fear"
the science of myth is bound to be deemed,
stare straight up
for wisdom, hopes and dreams.

by me
ride free

(the title of this entry is not the title of the poem, it's just the inspiration)
(if you wanna read "o'captain, my captain", check Walt Witman.)

the dairy series ...part 1.

Economics made simple with cows


two-cows

How do you easily explain varying economic models easily? In an updated take on an old classic, you use cows. This via email so I’m not sure where it came from originally, but it’s a good read.

SOCIALISM
You have 2 cows.
You give one to your neighbor.

COMMUNISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and gives you some milk.

FASCISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and sells you some milk.

NAZISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and shoots you.

BUREAUCRATISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both, shoots one, milks the other, and then throws the milk away.

TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM
You have two cows.
You sell one and buy a bull.
Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows.
You sell them and retire on the income.

SURREALISM
You have two giraffes.
The government requires you to take harmonica lessons.

AN AMERICAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows.
Later, you hire a consultant to analyze why the cow has dropped dead.

ROYAL BANK OF SCOTLAND VENTURE CAPITALISM
You have two cows.
You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows.
The milk rights of the six cows are transferred via an intermediary to a Cayman Island Company secretly owned by the majority shareholder who sells the rights to all seven cows back to your listed company.
The annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more.
You sell one cow to buy a new president of the United States , leaving you with nine cows.
No balance sheet is provided with the release which says something like A valuable lesson has been learned. The public then buys your bull.

A FRENCH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You go on strike, organize a riot, and block the roads, because you want three cows.

A JAPANESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk.
You then create a clever cow cartoon image called ‘Cowkimon’ and market it worldwide.

A GERMAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You re-engineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a month, and milk themselves.

AN ITALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows, but you don’t know where they are.
You decide to have lunch.

A RUSSIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You count them and learn you have five cows.
You count them again and learn you have 42 cows.
You count them again and learn you have 2 cows.
You stop counting cows and open another bottle of vodka.

A SWISS CORPORATION
You have 5000 cows. None of them belong to you.
You charge the owners for storing them.

A CHINESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You have 300 people milking them.
You claim that you have full employment, and high bovine productivity.
You arrest the newsman who reported the real situation.

AN INDIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You worship them.

A BRITISH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
Both are mad.

AN IRAQI CORPORATION
Everyone thinks you have lots of cows.
You tell them that you have none.
No-one believes you, so they bomb the crap out of you and invade your country.
You still have no cows, but at least you are now a Democracy.

AN AUSTRALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
Business seems pretty good.
You close the office and go for a few beers to celebrate.

A NEW ZEALAND CORPORATION
You have two cows.
The one on the left looks very attractive.

"all those boys got somethin on me"

Not only do these guys rip the rad...

they're really nice doodes ta boot...

we were rolling up t-shirts on the third story of this office building where we were working during their set and chuckin' the T's out the window. we'd tie'm up into double knots before we let'm loose and watch'm shabapp people in the grill in front of the stage. it was a epic time. i told Sk and this other hip hop doode we were doin it. they laughed theire asses off...so...much f.u.n.!!! C'mon!!!

thursday, seattle, july 22nd twenty ten.

holy fuck! if you like to dance.

i figured it out!!!

my line...and the doode is dave. he save's whale's and he rips.

Drink Water.

cuz we're running out...

you might get thirsty. i hope you don't.

need the news at 3:33am?

www.17ft.com

get some

i'd say, C'mon!!!

rippin bar!

my mom sent me this picture of this biker bar around where she lives. told me i could find her there.

gotta move

got coffee, got doughnuts, got wasted...

"Dammit Jim!"

he is gone
my one and only
he had been on many missions
he went straight and true
when he broke in half
i fixed,
and again rode you
discolored and faded
like a grumpy old man
bumps and bruises
from the miles he ran
the thing that bugs me
i didn't see you die
someone straight swooped you
in the middle of the night.

lie, cheat, and steal.

me and mota

more than a three(3) hour tour...

C'mon!!!

i love boat life.

"golly jeepers...

where'd you get those creepers?"

"i don't love you anymore"

we're done, you cause me to much pain...

MARC!!!

there is a cd you gotta move up on...
it's called "MAKIN' WHOOPEE" "TRAVELIN LIGHT"

it's by these radical doodes named
Frank Vignola
and
Sam Pilafian

one of the sickest dixie records i've ever owned.

ride free my friend and travel light
slay the city!!!

whada you think of nuthin...

"There's nothing that keeps its youth, so far as i know, but a tree and the truth."
-Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr.

anybody game?

july 23rd-25th
Seattle, Washington

don't drink the water

when the algae are in bloom and you swallow the water, or get a bit in you lungs, be ready. i wasn't. imagine your lungs to be filled with microwaved mayonaise and a small SUV parked on your chest, and that's just the lung issue. there's also the constant drip from the nose and difficulty in inhaling. so, you can't breathe through the nose cuz its plugged with microrganizms, the chest doesn't want the air cuz of its mayo-naisa state, just bellow your belly button the gas pains make it hard to stand or do anything physical, and your breath stanks like horse shit cuz its all dried out from sucking in air through it for the past two days. not to mention, the drool from your horse shit mouth is all over your pillow case and it makes it tuff to sleep.

if you want more info on how you can feel like this or what causes it, google HAB's, or red tide.

things could be worse...
i'd like to put some love in the air for my man Ezra...be strong my friend...keep smiling

"when they come to murder me, i've already gone bye bye"

charles took to the stage and laid down a barrage of music like how dirk used to slay dragons...he is rock'n'roll.

"I was full of shrimp, man"

i could have forced a move...but...

you know what i got for christmas this year?

6.24.2010

got the call at 10am
got to go to work.
he told me the day before, take the next two days off.
there was a show i wanted to see tonite.
fcuk.
got the rigg
headed to culver studios.
got my driver side window shot out on the 405.
scared the shit outta me
glass went everywhere.
stoked i had my sunnys on.
gnar.
drove back after the drop.
got rid of the rig.
and back down to hollywood to see Future Islands free show at Amoeba.
came home and showered the glass off of me and out of my buttcrack.(nojoke)

and then i started getting nastalgic about the sd life. i put on "we have the facts" and did a memory lane trip. cruzin the honda around mission hills with G and nate lookin for a house to live in. it was raining and we sang all the lyrics together. i think we got phils that day, it may have be pasta espresso. cant recall. 10 years goes quick.

and i got shot at today. weird.

pumped and penniless (the bets end)

good job ron artest...
f-kobe.
pau gasol looks like a sweaty lama.
luke walton...huh?

i lost the bet...but we still are goin to SA.

pumped and penniless.

warm water...warmer air...colder beer (mex 2010)

i forgot one thing...waves like that take lives
RIP Noel Robinson
ride free

the crew (mex 2010)

jesus mota (maybe relation to montana de la)

leon blanco(oh yeah)

chinga derra(those things...over there)

me

"NLS"

not a mediocre way of handling business. a strive. a thought. a motion. and then, we all sing, dance, and laugh.

kinda pap..fully epic

Closer To Fine lyrics

I'm trying to tell you something about my life
Maybe give me insight between black and white
The best thing you've ever done for me
Is to help me take my life less seriously, it's only life after all
Well darkness has a hunger that's insatiable
And lightness has a call that's hard to hear
I wrap my fear around me like a blanket
I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it, I'm crawling on your shore.

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.

I went to see the doctor of philosophy
With a poster of Rasputin and a beard down to his knee
He never did marry or see a B-grade movie
He graded my performance, he said he could see through me
I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind, got my paper
And I was free.

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.

I stopped by the bar at 3 a.m.
To seek solace in a bottle or possibly a friend
I woke up with a headache like my head against a board
Twice as cloudy as I'd been the night before
I went in seeking clarity.

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.

We go to the bible, we go through the workout
We read up on revival and we stand up for the lookout
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in a crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine
The closer I am to fine
The closer I am to fine

by the indigo girls

did you know...

...that your eye see's more shades of green and blue than any other color?
welcome folks...to BIG SUR.