Ok so I'm waiting to write a big post all about the HARM'S WAY recording session that's going on right now.
But believe it or not, I have had a few, "WTF NO NEW POSTS?!" so here, babies.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Bloodfeast
Ok so I'm waiting to write a big post all about the HARM'S WAY recording session that's going on right now.
But believe it or not, I have had a few, "WTF NO NEW POSTS?!" so here, babies.
But believe it or not, I have had a few, "WTF NO NEW POSTS?!" so here, babies.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Vio-lent World
Every single person in this pictures blows me away.
Seriously, look at each individual reaction.
And tidbit, chris was at this sox game, he said the man was not well after this happened.
He also said I should check out some foul ball videos because they're funny, but instead I found a reason why Japanese people are just more dedicated to our sport:
Vio-lent World
Every single person in this pictures blows me away.
Seriously, look at each individual reaction.
And tidbit, chris was at this sox game, he said the man was not well after this happened.
He also said I should check out some foul ball videos because they're funny, but instead I found a reason why Japanese people are just more dedicated to our sport:
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Molly's Birthday and a Shitty Weekend
That's right.
But they aren't related.
Molly's B-Day bash was yesterday, 9-20, and it was at a swank mexican place called De Cero on halsted(?)

We looked nice.
But they aren't related.
Molly's B-Day bash was yesterday, 9-20, and it was at a swank mexican place called De Cero on halsted(?)
We looked nice.
Labels:
Birthday,
Bowling,
Cadillac,
Car,
Cheesecake,
Duck Nachos,
Fuckers,
fucking kill me,
Towing
Molly's Birthday and a Shitty Weekend
That's right.
But they aren't related.
Molly's B-Day bash was yesterday, 9-20, and it was at a swank mexican place called De Cero on halsted(?)

We looked nice.
But they aren't related.
Molly's B-Day bash was yesterday, 9-20, and it was at a swank mexican place called De Cero on halsted(?)
We looked nice.
Labels:
Birthday,
Bowling,
Cadillac,
Car,
Cheesecake,
Duck Nachos,
Fuckers,
fucking kill me,
Towing
Friday, September 19, 2008
Woodfield pt. 1
Ok so I planned to just have an all around productive day. First on the list, garage sales.
And I found this for $10:
It's a mini fridge excuse the picture quality. And this bad boy is going into the convicted/harms way/ weekend nachos/ ofig (kinda) practice space asap.
Then I went to woodfield for various reasons, namely to spend money, call me crazy.
And I found this for $10:
It's a mini fridge excuse the picture quality. And this bad boy is going into the convicted/harms way/ weekend nachos/ ofig (kinda) practice space asap.
Then I went to woodfield for various reasons, namely to spend money, call me crazy.
Woodfield pt. 1
Ok so I planned to just have an all around productive day. First on the list, garage sales.
And I found this for $10:
It's a mini fridge excuse the picture quality. And this bad boy is going into the convicted/harms way/ weekend nachos/ ofig (kinda) practice space asap.
Then I went to woodfield for various reasons, namely to spend money, call me crazy.
And I found this for $10:
It's a mini fridge excuse the picture quality. And this bad boy is going into the convicted/harms way/ weekend nachos/ ofig (kinda) practice space asap.
Then I went to woodfield for various reasons, namely to spend money, call me crazy.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Superfans
Superfans of anything are hard to categorize, but are always weird.
Bands, hobbies, sports, whatever.
Some things are just cooler than others. Plain and simple.
My love for video games? Not very cool, so I wont be getting a Zelda tattoo.
Someone having a thoughtful, beautiful, and meaningful memorial piece to commemorate someone who he/she lost? Pretty cool.
Bands, hobbies, sports, whatever.
Some things are just cooler than others. Plain and simple.
My love for video games? Not very cool, so I wont be getting a Zelda tattoo.
Someone having a thoughtful, beautiful, and meaningful memorial piece to commemorate someone who he/she lost? Pretty cool.
Superfans
Superfans of anything are hard to categorize, but are always weird.
Bands, hobbies, sports, whatever.
Some things are just cooler than others. Plain and simple.
My love for video games? Not very cool, so I wont be getting a Zelda tattoo.
Someone having a thoughtful, beautiful, and meaningful memorial piece to commemorate someone who he/she lost? Pretty cool.
Bands, hobbies, sports, whatever.
Some things are just cooler than others. Plain and simple.
My love for video games? Not very cool, so I wont be getting a Zelda tattoo.
Someone having a thoughtful, beautiful, and meaningful memorial piece to commemorate someone who he/she lost? Pretty cool.
Monday, September 15, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
Klub Friday Niiiight
Ok so basically once a month there's a jr. high orientated get together called club Friday night at the bloomingdale park district.
If you don't know where bloomingdale is, its between Bartlett and addison (East to west) and glendale heights and schaumburg (north to south).
And it's nothing but upper middle class $uburban real and indeed fake italian$.
Initial thoughts on this, however, would seem positive as it's a healthy social environment hosted by the park district that assures kids aren't getting into trouble for at least a few hours.
After about 5 minutes you'll realize the utopian thought is totally fucked.
If you don't know where bloomingdale is, its between Bartlett and addison (East to west) and glendale heights and schaumburg (north to south).
And it's nothing but upper middle class $uburban real and indeed fake italian$.
Initial thoughts on this, however, would seem positive as it's a healthy social environment hosted by the park district that assures kids aren't getting into trouble for at least a few hours.
After about 5 minutes you'll realize the utopian thought is totally fucked.
Klub Friday Niiiight
Ok so basically once a month there's a jr. high orientated get together called club Friday night at the bloomingdale park district.
If you don't know where bloomingdale is, its between Bartlett and addison (East to west) and glendale heights and schaumburg (north to south).
And it's nothing but upper middle class $uburban real and indeed fake italian$.
Initial thoughts on this, however, would seem positive as it's a healthy social environment hosted by the park district that assures kids aren't getting into trouble for at least a few hours.
After about 5 minutes you'll realize the utopian thought is totally fucked.
If you don't know where bloomingdale is, its between Bartlett and addison (East to west) and glendale heights and schaumburg (north to south).
And it's nothing but upper middle class $uburban real and indeed fake italian$.
Initial thoughts on this, however, would seem positive as it's a healthy social environment hosted by the park district that assures kids aren't getting into trouble for at least a few hours.
After about 5 minutes you'll realize the utopian thought is totally fucked.
Monday, September 8, 2008
I'm going to start taking a tab...
I have had some seriously shitty luck in the past couple of months.
Now, I do not believe in luck or fate or anything quasi-spiritual like that, but I will use it for lack of a better word. (it's not like I can conveniently say "oh my nonexistent yet widely accepted universal creator!", so obviously I say "oh my god", same rule applies)
But anyway, a serious series of unfortunate events.
#1 on the list:
If you're a faithful reader of this, as I suspect thousands are (regardless of my "hit count"), you'll already know that I misplaced my $1,500 guitar that I've had for the better part of a decade.
sweet. I don't have any significant picture to put here, except for an exact caricature of what my face has been as a result of this mishap:
Now, I do not believe in luck or fate or anything quasi-spiritual like that, but I will use it for lack of a better word. (it's not like I can conveniently say "oh my nonexistent yet widely accepted universal creator!", so obviously I say "oh my god", same rule applies)
But anyway, a serious series of unfortunate events.
#1 on the list:
If you're a faithful reader of this, as I suspect thousands are (regardless of my "hit count"), you'll already know that I misplaced my $1,500 guitar that I've had for the better part of a decade.
sweet. I don't have any significant picture to put here, except for an exact caricature of what my face has been as a result of this mishap:
I'm going to start taking a tab...
I have had some seriously shitty luck in the past couple of months.
Now, I do not believe in luck or fate or anything quasi-spiritual like that, but I will use it for lack of a better word. (it's not like I can conveniently say "oh my nonexistent yet widely accepted universal creator!", so obviously I say "oh my god", same rule applies)
But anyway, a serious series of unfortunate events.
#1 on the list:
If you're a faithful reader of this, as I suspect thousands are (regardless of my "hit count"), you'll already know that I misplaced my $1,500 guitar that I've had for the better part of a decade.
sweet. I don't have any significant picture to put here, except for an exact caricature of what my face has been as a result of this mishap:
Now, I do not believe in luck or fate or anything quasi-spiritual like that, but I will use it for lack of a better word. (it's not like I can conveniently say "oh my nonexistent yet widely accepted universal creator!", so obviously I say "oh my god", same rule applies)
But anyway, a serious series of unfortunate events.
#1 on the list:
If you're a faithful reader of this, as I suspect thousands are (regardless of my "hit count"), you'll already know that I misplaced my $1,500 guitar that I've had for the better part of a decade.
sweet. I don't have any significant picture to put here, except for an exact caricature of what my face has been as a result of this mishap:
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Thursday, September 4, 2008
HOW CAN YOU SLAP?!
Just watch.
Apparently the object of the show is to make the contestants mad? But that obviously backfired.
I can't even really figure out what he says right before she slaps him?
"WHY DON'T YOU GO AND FUCK OFF THEN?!"
"...you go?"
BAM!
Thanks India
HOW CAN YOU SLAP?!
Just watch.
Apparently the object of the show is to make the contestants mad? But that obviously backfired.
I can't even really figure out what he says right before she slaps him?
"WHY DON'T YOU GO AND FUCK OFF THEN?!"
"...you go?"
BAM!
Thanks India
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Room cleaning
It's time to clean my room.
If you're one of the 13 people to actually be inside my house you still probably never saw my room.
It's bad
Real bad.
If I had a better constitution for embarrassment I would put before and after pictures, but instead I'll just do after.
First upset was a pair of corteroy carpenter pants. ouch.
If you're one of the 13 people to actually be inside my house you still probably never saw my room.
It's bad
Real bad.
If I had a better constitution for embarrassment I would put before and after pictures, but instead I'll just do after.
First upset was a pair of corteroy carpenter pants. ouch.
Room cleaning
It's time to clean my room.
If you're one of the 13 people to actually be inside my house you still probably never saw my room.
It's bad
Real bad.
If I had a better constitution for embarrassment I would put before and after pictures, but instead I'll just do after.
First upset was a pair of corteroy carpenter pants. ouch.
If you're one of the 13 people to actually be inside my house you still probably never saw my room.
It's bad
Real bad.
If I had a better constitution for embarrassment I would put before and after pictures, but instead I'll just do after.
First upset was a pair of corteroy carpenter pants. ouch.
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