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.