So I went to a NY Giants Santa Monica Fan Club meeting at a local bar this Sunday. Wow, was it lame. There were 8 guys in a quiet bar and 1 60 year old woman wearing a Giants hat. One of the awsome fans was reading a comic book. Jessica and I were not amused. I missed going to my favorite football bar for this? After 2 Fat Tires (10am) and a few texts to The Frey it was decided we would dip at half time. I of course told a lie, something about budget season and having to go to the office......whatever, we were the hell out of there. Straight out to my favorite Football Spot on the Promenade (not that gay place Yankee Doodle for you West Side Readers - all 0 of you). Much better, it was loud I drank a bitcher of dark ass beer and cheered on the rest of the Giants' shitty ass game. As my buzz was reaching a peak I see a few of the Giants Fan Club coming into the bar staring at me. Shit. The truth, why don't I ever tell the truth! One was not amused whatssoever (Mets Jersey and yamika) while the other was like, I don't bame you bro (bald, chunky, cheery, tequila drinking Shockey Jersey wearing). After I bought a few Beam shots it was all good. Either way, stupididty sturck again.....
Monday, October 29, 2007
Friday, October 19, 2007
Monday, October 01, 2007
At the HBCC sports is seldom talked about unless it is from the 2am thursday night drunk ass ramblings from Bobsled after a nasty game of UWS kickball. Bobsled had a mowhawk. LT Had a mowhawk. Not a coincidence, both are bad ass mother fuckers. I know you are like, what the fuck.....this post is all in english. Jah, I am not a master at hipsterbonics like the sled. T-Rex Giants!
Oh right sports. The New York Giants are getting full support from the HBCC on the Left here. Last monday I had a meeting with the CFO of my company and could not talk because on Sunday, i got up at 9am and double fisted through the Giants / Skins (die redskins bitches) game. He asked if I was sick, I replied "Go Giants" in a pathetic hung over whisper. Then he ordered the Tuna Tartar.Tonight the Higantes (spanich for the housekeeping team) (not a type-o) punished the Eagles like a kitten to the red dot of a lazer pointer. Pat Pat goes the paw. Down goes McNabb. Why the extra B? Bitch perhaps? So a quick shot to the moon for the NY Giants. So Blazed......
Actually, sadly, didn't take this>>
I also saw LCD Soundsystem at the Hollywood Bowl last week. Was so blazed in the lawn seats I just sat and imagined I was in Prospect Park.........then saw a bunch of Hollywooders talking poo on NEW..............(York). Jerks.
So My boy owns a Dispensory out her in the LA. Yeah, I have a free ticket to the 'Dam every day. I usually chill there after work on fridays where inevitably I visit the volcano with some rediculous OG. Wow, blog turned from sports, to cat in sports themed garbage can, to the dreams of my highschool/college days. Seriously, thirty + types of kittens to choose from, sheesh, and edibles. Holy god it is like T-Rex finding a My Little Pony!!!!!! Watched the UCLA game there yesterday and nearly lunched. Handsome out..................................MEOW
Oh yeah, I also let one slip from the Clip the other day @ Trader Joes (farted). I was walking with my cart towards some tasty Jarlsberg Cheese and crossed the Janitors Mop Jetstream. I slid suddenly and it provoked a slight toot from ole Powderfinger (yes, a neil young / anal reference....not as bad as you think)......I was imbarassed until I realized only a 38 year old Chinese Lady/Girl *38 is a tough year* heard me. I am pretty sure I winked and walked off. I actually think I grabbed the Jarlsberg, avoided eye contact, and Heisman'd my way through the next isle. Word.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
not sure if you've ever noticed or not, but I'm a huge fan of things that are just completely random. for instance, here I am, blogging, and I'm liable to just say...spaghetti and meatballs...for no fucking reason whatsoever.
just do it. that's nike's motto. mine is more like, it's just blogging, why be so serious all the time, or at all? it's kind of a long motto and it's more of a question that a declarative statement, but couldn't 'just do it' be interpreted as 'just do it?'
anyways, my favorite bit of randomness right now is dinosaurs. for a minute it was dragons, in honor of the most amazing movie ever made, dragon wars. but now it's talking dinosaurs. that's because my good friend clued me into these little babies over at Qwantz.com
Friday, September 21, 2007
anyways, weekend time is here. everybody's happy happy let's go get some crackers....ricky crackers that is:
got the low down on something super sweet? email it to email@example.com
PS - big what's up to paris hilton who got her introduction to the HBCC wednesday night, shaking hands with the handsome one himself, or some shit like that. dude probably made that shit up anyways, but still, it's a sweet story that i've told to like no less than two people already...
Friday, September 14, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
Saturday, September 08, 2007
Thursday, September 06, 2007
A: christopher walken!
Asian woman to husband in bed: "What you wan do tonight?"
Husband: "I wan 69"
Woman: "Why you always want beef with brocorri?"
Ebonics update (cause we haven't had one of those ina while): Omelette
Let's use that in a sentence: I should pop a cap in you ass for this shit, but omelette that slide for now.
Saturday, September 01, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Monday, August 27, 2007
Friday, August 17, 2007
Monday, August 13, 2007
and as much as we (I) lament the slow and painful death of the jamband scene, there's no denying that slipping on an occasional Dick's Picks or Live Phish CD feels pretty damn good.
so, many THANKS to the peoples at Passion of the Weiss, The for serving up this tasty heady gooball nugget from 1973 (my favorite shit, with the Godchaux team in full effect, Keith - you the man, RIP; Donna Jean - wtf sometimes, really). (click and follow the above link to DL)
setlist reads like a gem:
Denver Coliseum, Denver, CO (11/21/73)
Me and My Uncle
Big Railroad Blues
They Love Each Other
Looks Like Rain
Here Comes Sunshine
WRS Part 1
Let It Grow
Playing in the Band
Playing in the Band
Playing in the Band
Nobody's Fault But Mine
Goin' Down the Road Feeling Bad
One More Saturday Night
Uncle John's Band
ENJOY AND SEND THANKS THE PASSION OF THE WEISS
Friday, August 10, 2007
To add insult to injury I get texts, calls, emails from friends and family excitedly inquiring about the little earth indigestion. No no, I'm safe. Everyone seemed a bit disappointed.......God Damn I miss good ole East Coast Folks!
Sunday, August 05, 2007
know what sucks about the iPod shuffle? when NAS comes on at mile 6. WHO'S WORLD IS THIS?!! oh, wait, we still got 8 more miles to go. fuck me.
whatever, in the meantime, if you like the layout, leave a comment. or don't. even if you don't you should still watch. this is mel. mel is the pitcher for our travel kickball tourney team:
Thursday, August 02, 2007
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
that something ended up being the HBCC. not just the HBCC. my entire life looks something like Orachard street did just yesterday:
But yeah, the HBCC sorta took a nosedive. there was all sorts of funny stuff when we were in the same city hanging out. (well, at least to us there was) now there's funny stuff, but it's just over IM. probably not a bad idea to start posting some of those IM conversations just for the F of it. butt....maybe not
not only has traveling occupied a huge chunk of my time, but my love of kickball has eaten just about the rest of it. we put together a great team of kids to play in a tournament in the home of Freedom, aka DC, and we represented our country and the NYC in fine fashion. that's all i'm really gonna get into right now, but here's a photo of what went on...
its been all too much. too much to put into words and way too much to write on the blog. it's all a bit overwhelming really. maybe some day i'll get better at this blogging thing and write more frequently about all the cool stuff that happens to me, as it happens. but for now i've done a shite job and all i can do is sit back and think about it.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Sunday, July 08, 2007
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
miss you all back in the states. i'm blasting my stones throw podcast and drinking johnnie walker green label (only $46 at newark duty free!) so as to not miss you too too much, but its hard. and not cause i'm watching porn like three times a day. sup stamina.
things are just super here. the language is much easier to learn than say french or spanish, so that's cool. and no i haven't had fish and chips yet, but i've still got five days to go.
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Motherfucking right, my pocket's looking kind of tight
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
words can't describe the kinna day we had. one.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
After a refreshing weekend in the 'Hattan (and Jersey!) I was actually looking forward to the dry Japanese Farts blowing in from the pacific.........Until I heard IT! Behind me sat a 45 year old man dressed in Vans, designer jeans, a black button up with flames on it, sport coat, hair like boby dylan and a face that looked like Quentin Terrantino morphed with Bill Murry. He struck up a conversation with a 21 year old who grew up in Scranton, PA > Mooved to a DC suburb in Maryland before going to school for acting, getting finance from Pops, moved to the Valley, takes acting classes, gets head shots, networks, works in a muffin ship in West Los Angeles (insert hairless men wearing daisy dukes with rainbow patches on the backleft butt cheek), goes to parties, see's the guy from star treck at The Grove, met Jessica Alba, and is not pulling her amazing contacts until the right moment where she will thus launch her career.
5 Fucking Hours of this after 6 hours of flight delays! I only wished I was on the short end of Uma's Kill Bill Character's (note, not informed enough or well researched enough to remember her characters name) wish list. I have heard this conversation again today at work. I hear it every day. LA Bullshit Terrorism...........................You should be glad you don't live here......