battery charger

my charger is at nicks house in bfeagle rock. i cant up load any pics cause i can't charge up. my fault.

congrats to nick and da'naynay on their new girl zoe, to the mota's on my nature son cruz fielding,and to the wing and elsa on mateao james.

picture of new babies here.

lint

cotton is the best lint. the three biggest comsumers of cotton are the household dryer, the moth, and the belly button. now, chesthair, to many peoples dismay, was invented by mother nature to devour t-shirts. if you notice, most chesthair patterns tend to all direct their growth toward the navel. this is how the belly button eats. it reminds me of the desert scene in return of the jedi when the sand monster thing grabs onto lando calrission (billy dee williams, colt 45, it works every time) and tries to eat him but does not sucseed.

belly button lint is a great way to tipp. leave the normal 18 to 20% and your stored lint from the shirt of the day. you're showing your appreciation to the employee by giving them a piece of the shirt off your back.

beware of over drying your shirts. your dryer might like your shirt more than your chesthair. use moth balls.

sniff the hoof!!!

it wasn't your average trip to the portal. it's usually a solo or a plus one kinda mission, and with the mindset of indiana jones. this was a mission to capture a image. or numerous images. our team consisted of a heavy metal italian with a hip hop edge and a liking for getting a deep lobster tan, a street kid soon to be daada who peers through lenses and examines light, a 19 year old mini man truck life liver who wants to know the best way to get rid of hicups in a drunkin state, a balding debaser on the border of implosion due to the absurdity of life, a hair compressing(c300) stylist, a masking exteamster, a partying lover of tassels in the color of coral, a scorpio hand holder that thinks in numbers, a lover of flashdance and firefighters, and a model.

the lens holder had a vision.
so did the coral lover.

there was a medium...it was met, with a lil' OT and a lil' less light.

there was black kettles (i didn't paint'm black), arrows, bows, knifes,a beau or bo horse (depending how you look at it), whiskey the blu healer, artifacts under the feet which many or all had no idea were under us, landscapes, colors, and shades you'd see only in dreams. and of coarse, marty robbins mustache made an appearance via el paso through a banquet beer.

but in the end, after the objective was accomplished...there was the hoof. and at some point it had to be smelt. thank you britt. and now to the photoshopping.

time will help most wounds

anybody game to check the "lonesome heroes" at the mint or in boulder creek cali?

THE RECORD OF THE SUMMER!!!

LETS PAR'TAY!!!...SHI'MON!!!

Truckers for jesus...

now let me fucking tell you somethin...
truckers for jesus drive faster and more out of control than most other truckers.
rumor is... they ride the rail. scaary. so, next time you're on the road and a glowing cross is creeping up in the rearview...get the hell outta the way. that doode is on rail and he truckin for a fantasy.

clean up yer teefers!!!

but don't do it here!!!

iduno bout choo...but i hope never to be caught dead in a joint that be clean'n da teef wit da wang...

wicked mate