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.

ticks!

mutherfcuker!!!

2013(checkit)

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game two

it's tied up folks!
one up.
the pan dolce' toastados had me over for dindin, along with the mota's. mrs. toastado whoopd up the most amazing scrump(shrimp) scampie and garlic toast. corey and his mate gogi had oranges and mac n cheese. corey still ain't using the pot. he's claiming gogi gets down though.

great meal, great friends, celtics win.

awesome.

game one

met a friend in downtown to watch the game at an irish pub named casey's.
myself and one other gentlemen were the only 2 cheering on the green. the sea of others cheered the purple. quite odd being in an irish pub.

my team lost. 6 more to go. the food was delicious. beer was cold. and my friend got "the revenge". yes, "the revenge".

in the morning, i woke to the sound of trains and buses. my gut didn't turn til i hit the street. i couldn't turn back to the apartment because the security gate had locked.
no prob, i felt i could wait a bit til exit time and hopped on the hollywood 101. then the flip happened again. simultaneously,with my fuel light coming on.

my freeway speed excelled to about 95 mph as visions of a southern hemi mudslide enter my head. "i gotta get to the gas station".

exited the freeway with ease, with a green light right into the shell station. when i exited the coache', it was there. i waddle ran into the cashiers booth and asked,

"may i have the bathroom key please?"
his eyes prowled the cash wrap area in search for my salvation. i explained the urgentcy.
"um, sir, i'm not one to be pushy, but i need it now."
he looked at me with a shitty cocked eye and said,"why right now?"
i gave him a peaceful grin, "cause i am going to shit my pants."

he held up what looked to be a no parking sign with a key connected to it. i focused on the key, and only to see, that the key that i needed, was in half you see.

i asked the man, do you have another plan.
"across to the bowling ally!" so then i ran.

i entered the cafe, asked where was the room, "its in the bar young man", then i flew,
i didnt' check the seat for my germaphob brain, just plopped on down and listened to the rain.

The Bet.

7 games
one winner
2 tickets
2 travelers
10 surfboards
one destination...

this is south africa

i love rolling dice

It's 2010 folks! and shit is airborne!

i freakin told you so!!!




Worst Places for Your Health
The unhealthiest places to sit on a plane, to store everything from meds to your toothbrush, and to sleep.
By Jessie Knadler for Prevention
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Worst Places for Your Health // Toothbrushes in glass (© Dave King/Getty Images)
Researchers in a wide variety of fields know that how you organize your environment—from where you stand in fitness class to the place you choose to store your meds—has a surprising effect on everything from your weight to your chances of staying well. In other words, when it comes to how you feel, it's not just what you do, it's where you do it. Here, surprisingly bad locales for your health—and the best places to optimize it.
Your Toothbrush

The worst place: Bathroom sink

There's nothing wrong with the sink itself, but it's awfully close to the toilet! There are 3.2 million microbes per square inch in the average toilet bowl, and all of those germs are propelled as far at 6 feet every time you flush. Those germs then settle on the floor, the sink, and yes -- your toothbrush.

Best place: Unless you like rinsing with toilet water, keep your toothbrush behind closed doors in the medicine cabinet or a nearby cupboard.

listen up kids...

add this way of thinking to everything you do...no baggage, only truths. don't let your brain block your heart.

Glad Girls!!!

Contaminated cocaine causes rotting flesh - Levamisole the culprit
June 02, 2010 12:29 AM EDT
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Contaminated cocaine can cause rotting flesh. Oh yuck! Sounds really messy. People who use cocaine are at risk of experiencing the following: abnormal heartbeat, blood pressure issues, hallucinations, convulsions and stroke, in addition to rotting flesh.

The cocaine people get is sometimes not clean. The agents in the contaminated cocaine can cause low white-cell count or skin tissue death. The Annals of Internal Medicine June 1 edition has a discussion of two cases involving women who used cocaine. These women developed purplish plaques on several places over their bodies.

Levamisole appears to be the cause of the problems. The medicine is an anti-worming agent for animals. It is not approved for use in humans, but it is often used to cut cocaine before it is distributed. Officials estimate that about 80% of the cocaine in the US is cut with levamisole.

The levamisole can cause not only white blood cell issues, but also death of the outer layer of skin. Of course, that is not the only thing that levamisole causes. It also causes problems with bone marrow function. The skin issue is treatable, and stopping cocaine will also improve the condition.

Man, if you ever needed a reason to not use cocaine, then I’d say this is one. Rotting skin is about one of the grossest things I have ever heard of. Yuck. If you do use cocaine, be very careful. If you notice plaques on your skin, get help immediately.

SO FUCKING RAD!!! GOTTA HANG OUT IN THE L.A AREA JUST A LIL' LONGER TO WATCH SOME CHICKS TURN INTO ZOMBIES!!! EPIC!!!