Crappy Scans Of So-So Photos

On The Road Again...

2010-05-12T12:13:00.000-07:00

Check it out here.

Smoke 'Em If You Got 'Em!

2010-04-08T01:06:00.001-07:00

-- Post from Coyle's pocket.

Bison b.c.

2010-03-31T16:57:00.000-07:00

This is James from Bison b.c.
He rules.
They rule.
His Knuckle tattoos rule.
My photo?
Not so good.

Have You Worked With Anything Hi-Tech?

2010-03-28T23:31:00.001-07:00

-- Post from Coyle's pocket.

Rollergames

2010-03-26T14:02:00.000-07:00

This damn thing will be the end of me.

Only In Portland

2010-03-23T12:38:00.001-07:00

-- Post from Coyle's pocket.

Been Feeling A Little Flat.

2010-03-22T16:01:00.000-07:00

It's been a long time. Six months. Been feeling a little flat in the creative area. Gotta get back on that horse. Gotta get out of this rut. Been spinning my wheels too long people! No more! The sun is starting to reappear, and so will I. No more hitting the refresh button on Facebook. No more five hour TV marathons. More bike rides. More days in the park. More traveling. The stuff that makes me want to write, take photos and be my normal, functioning self.
Word.

Saviours!

2009-09-30T17:24:00.001-07:00

Been working my ballbag off for the last two weeks. Not a lot of free time. Will be heading on the road soon with the Red Fang boys, and will be updating their blog daily starting on Oct. 5th, pop over and check it out.

RABBITS!

2009-09-28T16:32:00.000-07:00

Tweakbird!

2009-09-22T18:58:00.000-07:00

I know I said I was going to update more, but I left my Digi cam in Seattle and it now takes one week to get film developed. Got a roll back today and dropped four more off, so I will try to keep it updated, but...

Still Recovering...

2009-09-14T14:41:00.000-07:00

My birthday was a blow out. Good times for sure. Digging through some photos and found this one of my buddy Matt from Lions. He's a good dude, even though he likes Pink Floyd...

It's my berfday bitches!

2009-09-09T18:51:00.001-07:00

I'm watching some baseball and drinking some beer. Here's a photo of the Night Marchers the other night with my phone. Blah blah blah...

-- Post from Coyle's pocket.

...And Rolling!

2009-09-07T14:46:00.000-07:00

Stopped by the studio to watch the Red Fang boys record yesterday. New stuff sounds amazing, there is a couple new songs that are face-melters. Shot a bunch with a real film camera, but I gotta make some time to get to the lab and drop them off. Seeing as I am quite possibly the laziest son-a-bitch on the planet, it could take while.

Bugs!

2009-09-05T20:42:00.001-07:00

-- Post from Coyle's pocket.

What An Asshole.

2009-09-04T18:02:00.000-07:00

Sippin' on gin and milk... Laid back, with my mind on my money and my money on my mind.

2009-09-03T12:31:00.000-07:00

Yeah you read that right, GIN and MILK. This all started as a horrible joke. Sean and I were at work one night complaining about people who come into the bar and say stupid shit like "Just make me something good", it was decided all those people would get a gin and milk, or a Tuaca and Clamato. A few weeks later I was at Red Flag when I jokingly texted 'gin and milk's now!' to Sean, not knowing he was not only at Red Flag, but currently buying drinks at the bar. Needless to say it was a matter of minutes before I was drinking what could be one of the more horrific cocktails in the history of ever.
Unwilling to let it stop there Sean has now taken this act on the road with what he has dubbed "The Gin And Milk World Tour" as witnessed here in Seattle with Adam Johnson.

Oh, did I mention that most bars only have half and half? So, uh, yeah...

Got A New Machine.

2009-09-02T21:35:00.000-07:00

It's been a while. Trouble was, my old computer kinda shit the bed. Putting together one of these here blogs was like putting together Ikea furniture, down to the allen wrench. But now I got this new bad boy, so I'm going to try to get back on this blog train. Try to take a photo a day, put it up, mash on the keyboard. We'll see...

Found this photo of David on my digi camera, I like it:

Rubi's breaf stunk...

2009-06-09T13:56:00.000-07:00

Yesterday: One For The W Column.

2009-05-25T16:34:00.000-07:00

Jewsus Salves

2009-05-22T17:16:00.001-07:00

-- Post from Coyle's pocket.

Nothing Personal...

2009-05-19T15:10:00.000-07:00

Pray!

2009-05-18T14:13:00.000-07:00

An Oldy But A Semi Goody

2009-05-15T14:37:00.000-07:00

Take Back The Alley!

2009-05-14T14:55:00.000-07:00

So You Say It's Your Birthday...

2009-05-12T13:12:00.000-07:00

Ringer!

2009-05-11T13:25:00.001-07:00

Flip Your Shit!

2009-05-08T15:52:00.000-07:00

Punch in the crotch.

2009-04-29T10:19:00.001-07:00

This jury duty shit is for the birds. First off, did you know there is a 8:00 in the morning? Crazy shit. Besides the fact they make you get there at this imaginary "time," once you get there, they just make you sit in a room for hours on end and wait to be called. I could sit here all fuckin day, from eight 'till five without being called, what kinda shit is that? That's okay, at least I didn't bring a book.

-- Post from Coyle's pocket.

Get pumped!

2009-02-25T00:56:00.001-08:00

Been getting alot of people asking how I stay so ripped on the road. Thought I'd clue you in.

-- Post from Coyle's pocket.

New app.

2009-02-22T14:04:00.000-08:00

-- Post From My iPhone

Hittin' That Dusty Road

2009-02-05T22:26:00.000-08:00

Gonna be on the road with Red Fang for the next month. If you want to check in on us I will (be trying) to do daily updates here. Check it out.

Oh Yeah, The Blog

2009-01-20T18:00:00.000-08:00

Man, I have been a horrible blogger lately. It's been weeks since I put anything up and I have put more effort into dumps than I have my last couple entries. Part of it isn't my fault (our internet was out for a while) but for the most part, it just pure laziness. That's all about to change in a couple weeks, heading out on that old dusty road with the Red Fang boys for a month. My job: To slang T-shirts and update their blog daily. That should get the old juices flowin. Well, here is a couple phone photos from the last few days. Hope you like them and if not— who am I kidding, no one reads this thing.

Christmas at Moms:

On the way home from work:

Very moody, no?

The Party's Over

2009-01-01T17:38:00.000-08:00

ICEGAZAZAM 2008!!!

2008-12-21T15:22:00.000-08:00

Adam Johnson ain't afraid of no winterblast.

Staring Out The Window

2008-12-04T17:01:00.000-08:00

The view from my favorite chair.

God Damn Photo Lab!

2008-11-25T15:31:00.000-08:00

Dropped off a roll of film yesterday and asked them to scan them for me, on-a-count-of I'm lazy, but they fucked them all up. Crooked, cut off the bottom of a few... I could have done that my damn self. The worst part of it all: I didn't realize 'till I was home, nestled in on the couch. I had to leave right in the middle of Law And Order to go back and bitch! Luckily I made it back before the "Order" part, thank god. This one made it through the cracks.

Still Trying...

2008-11-24T16:27:00.000-08:00

Been having a real tought time getting them creative juices flowing. The biggest obstacle is my own lazyness. I have no problem sitting around for hours on end watching TV thinking about all the shit I should be doing. Was thinking how getting out of town would really do wonders for the old brain right about now, which in turn got me looking through some old photos. Here's a couple from Korea a few years back.

New Camera!

2008-11-23T22:53:00.000-08:00

So I walked into ProPhoto Supply the other day to buy a six dollar lense cap and walked out with a new medium format camera. I couldn't pass it up. Here is a couple from the first roll.
A bass Maureen is working on:

Old Dirty 'Gash:

HOPE!!

2008-11-04T18:40:00.000-08:00

I have tried to keep my mouth shut about this whole presidential race. It may have to do with the fact that I didn't want to jinx it. After the last election I couldn't take the chance of getting excited only to get punched right in the dick-hole again. It was like opening your last Christmas present when you were seven and instead of the slingshot you wanted, a pair of underware is staring you in the face. That being said, it looks like we did it. God knows that dosen't mean you're going to walk out the door and it's going to start raining cash, but at least the king is dead.

For the first time in eight years we might have a shot at getting back to normal. You know, it's funny, growing up I never thought about politics. Outside of making sure the anarchy signs on my pee-chee folder were drawn correctly or making completly uneducated staments about foreign policy to sound more punk rock, there was never a time that you needed to worry about it. The Clinton years were cake. The first war in Iraq and a cigar in south-mouth? Cakewalk compared to what we have gone through in the last eight years. I'll put money down that says during the Clinton years I wouldn't had that akward moment in France with that group of Candian Cub Scouts when their friend brought them over to us screaming "They are from Canada too!" God damn Bush, making me have to lie about where I am from.
Anyway. Just glad it's over. Bring on the new.
As the beautiful ninety-year-old black lady I saw on TV said earlier: "You go brother Barack. You go sister Michelle"

Red Fang Video!!!!

2008-10-29T12:59:00.000-07:00

You might want to go get a new mind before you hit play, 'cause yours is about to be blown!

COME ON THREE HORSE, GET OUT THERE!!!!

2008-10-27T13:49:00.000-07:00

Been loving the track lately. Cheap food, cheap beer, track folk, a chance at winning thousands upon thousands of dollars...

Slow Ride

2008-10-24T16:56:00.000-07:00

Beating The Skins

2008-10-14T12:56:00.000-07:00

Another winter is just inches away and I'll be damned if this kid is going through it without a another band. Soon as November hits this town we are in for eight months of rain and darkness, you start feeling like an extra in a shitty Batman movie after a while. Walking around in the dark, staring at the pavement, a constant drizzle bouncing off your slumped shoulders... But I'm not letting it get to me this year, gotta keep busy, can't let the dark cloud settle over my head. Hopefully I can get a band together again, so I will have practices and the what-not to look foward to.
And if not, there is always the bar.
And cable.
Lots of cable.
Shit.

Red Fang Video

2008-10-13T17:30:00.000-07:00

Spent the last couple weekends helping Whitey shoot the new Red Fang video. Some good shit will be coming soon, from what I've seen so far, it could be the best thing Whitey has ever done. Funny. Ass. Shit.

Let's Party!

2008-09-29T16:13:00.000-07:00

Found this guy on the way home one night. By the looks of him, he likes to party. I wish I knew how to use my scanner better, 'cause this is a really shitty scan of this neg.

B-Day B-Log

2008-09-13T15:45:00.000-07:00

Was my birthday last Tuesday. Brought my new Digital point and shoot (thanks John, Ellen, Steve, Crissy, Felicia, Bryan and Maureen) along for the day, because I know that you would be dying to know what happened. I'm that important. I'm sorta like a better looking Britney Spears, with less babies and more crotch shots.

First I went skating with Taylor, Fletch and their buddy Jason. I'm old so I can't skate that long before I have to duck into the woods for a beer.

Fletch jumped on the grenade and rode in the back of the truck, thanks buddy.

Got home, showered, scrubbed my bricks and went back out the door for some sushi. Forgash made this sushi monster out of the left overs:

Then it was off to Club 21 for a birthday blowout. They even had birthday drink specials for me:

Sean Clair was there:

Adam Johnstoner was there:

Scotty was there:

Justin and Mike were there:

Big E was there:

And of course, the Fonz —I mean the Bobcat was there:

Thanks to Maureen for putting it all together and making it an awesome day, and to everyone who showed up that I didn't get photos of. Here is to another year on this god-for-saken rock.

Birthday Season

2008-09-02T18:48:00.000-07:00

All them cold winter nights and drunken holiday gropings lead to a ton of late August/early September childrens. Starting about August 23rd it seems like there is a birthday damn near every day 'till mid-september ( I squeeze in there on Sept. 9th, so you still got a week to buy me something. Maybe a diamond encrusted diamond?) So here is a couple shots from a few birthday parties I've gone to as of late.

First was Andrew's 30th:

Then it was off to the Go-Kart track for Aaron Beams 420th month celebration:

Bobby, Bobby, Bobby—Digi, Digi, Digi...

2008-08-28T05:10:00.000-07:00

So my birthday is coming up, and my totally awesome girlfriend got me a new point and shoot digital camera for the occasion. Got it a couple hours before work so I haven't been able to see what it can do, so all I can offer is what I came across at work.
It's photo is kinda weird when you think about it, 'cause it's the one night I don't work in the kitchen. Fuckin' trip out, man...

Been A Long Time

2008-08-22T17:35:00.001-07:00

Been a crazy month. Moved to a new "loft" (very chic of me, huh?), went to vegas for Sherman's bachelor party, lot's of softball, Sherman's wedding, all kinds of shit. I finally have a "photo zone" (I'm using a lot of " " 's today), but being the lazy son-of-a-bitch I am, not one photo has been scanned. Here is some phone photos from sherman's bachelor party. I'll get on it soon.
I promise.
What?
I will.
shut up.

Started out with our own personal Melvins show:

Then it was off to Vegas for a whole lot of this:

And then back home:

Now You Did It...

2008-07-09T16:17:00.000-07:00

You've probably been paddling out to surf this here interweb, hoping to drop into the tsunami that is Crappy Scans Of So-So Photos and get spit out of the green room that is my verbiage. Then you get here and say "Hey Chris, where is all the stories to go along with the photos?" Well, it's been to nice out to sit around and write, and besides I'm lazy.
Dont' look at me like that.
What?
You think you're better than me?
Son of a...

Little Old Japanese Ladies

2008-07-08T17:43:00.000-07:00

This photo reminds me of a joke: How do you get a sweet little old lady to scream "Fuck!"? Get another sweet little old lady to yell "Bingo!"

Shoebacca

2008-07-05T16:47:00.000-07:00

Been a while since I put something up. It's been to god-damned nice outside. Sitting around on the computer has been sounding as fun as getting a gonorrhea test just for the hell of it, here's an old photo of Forgash for you azz.

For Those About To Rock...

2008-06-18T16:25:00.000-07:00

Been feeling sick the last couple days. Not in the "Dude, that was sick!" kinda way, but in the "Feels like I've been gargling with barbed wire" kinda way. Wish I could tell you some awesome story but I am too kicked in. So for all you out there not feeling like shit, get out there and live it.

Gettin' Hosed

2008-06-17T14:26:00.000-07:00

Still can't get to my scanner, so here is another phone photo. Besides it's been to nice to dick around in the basement. Sorry.

Running Out Of Scanned Photos.

2008-06-10T18:23:00.000-07:00

Got this new matress from Sherman but I dont know what to do with my old one. Gotta find a truck and take it to the dump, I guess. Anyway, the new matress is blocking my photo scanning/ light table zone so I haven't been able to scan anything latley. Here's a phone photo of the real owner of this house, Fang. Sure she looks cute, but try and pick her up and see what happens. You'll be needing some retinal surgery at the very least. Savage beast that one is.

Costa Rican Schoolbus

2008-06-04T19:49:00.000-07:00

Been a busy week. Since we last chatted I won sixty-five smackers playing poker with the boys, had a amazing fund raiser for my hospital bills thanks to Red Fang, Ancient Age, Drunk Ladies and a few hundred other amazing people, played some Slammer softball (crushed Powell's 43-3), and worked a ton. Speaking of that, this "working" stuff is for the birds, with all the "be here at this time 'till this time" crap and the no drinking, I don't know how people do it for years on end. At least now that I don't get home 'till six a.m. I don't feel bad about sleeping past one p.m, which I do anyway. Also this "money" thing that you get at the end of day is pretty sweet. It helps on the days off. All this talk about work got me tired. Nap time.

Spicy!

2008-05-29T14:11:00.000-07:00

I wish I had time to tell the story behind this photo. Needless to say it involves a Party Time showin San Diego on saturday, Jager-blasters on sunday, naked hot-springs somewhere in the desert, waking up in this old hot sauce factory in Tucson, Arizona, a southwest flight back to S.D. on monday, and a lot of apologizing to my boss.

Eurodrawers

2008-05-23T14:18:00.000-07:00

Was in Saas Fee, Switzerland with the Nitro Snowboards crew when I went into the bathroom to find these staring at me. What is the deal with the Euros and their contouring underdrawers? They seem so uncomfortable with the package harness in the front and the extra-wide thong thing in the back... And why the hell are they just kickin' it on the towel rack in a public bathroom?

God Damn "Man," Trying To Hold Me Down

2008-05-21T16:57:00.000-07:00

Been dealing with hospital bills all day. Trying to get the finacial assistance that the hospital offers. But seeing as I haven't had a "real job" in the last six months there is going to be rough seas ahead. My plan is to tell them either A) They pay up or B) They don't see one red cent. Seeing as right now, with my 28% discount, my bill is creeping on thirteen g's there is a doughnuts chance at a fat camp that I am going to pay them. But hey, I get why we have no healthcare, how we suppose to pay Halliburton all that money? And! We might have make big corparations pay taxes. What's next? Presidential responsibility? I think not.

Waiting For That Creative Train

2008-05-20T14:34:00.000-07:00

Haven't been much on the writing lately. Been trying to spend less time here on the porn box and more time in the real world. Soon as I get a good story, you'll be the first to hear about it.

Beers: Crushed

2008-05-19T14:23:00.000-07:00

...Small Hands, Smell Like Cabbage...

2008-05-16T17:06:00.000-07:00

I Love me some carnival. Don't give a rat's ass about the rides but the midway is my jam. Squirting water in the clowns mouth, the shooting gallery (I love shooting that piano player), the ring toss, trying to shoot the star out, all that shit. Going to have and head to Oaks Park one of these days. Man I Love summer...

Bangover

2008-05-13T17:37:00.000-07:00

Softball Season

2008-05-12T15:40:00.000-07:00

Going on season two as right fielder for The Slammer Tavern. Every Sunday for the next twelve weeks it will be a full day of crushing cold golds, dropping fly balls, telling shitty jokes, then going back to the Slammer and tearing the roof off. Can't fucking wait.

To both the people that read this:

2008-05-11T12:09:00.000-07:00

Been a while since I put anything new up. Sorry. It's just been too nice out to feel good about staring at a computer. I am going to try to be better this week, I promise. Besides the weather, ain't nothing new. Gotta go, today is the first softball game of the season. Man, this post is boring.

Thinking About Summer

2008-05-05T14:35:00.000-07:00

Growing up in the northwest I am pretty numb to the winter months. The rain, the grey—they don't get to me. In fact, I kind of welcome them. I like to not feel bad about lying around for a day or two, working on my bed sores and my TV tan without feeling guilty for wasting a few days. But this winter really kicked me right in the ball-bag. I couldn't tell you why. Just did. So the last few day of sun have been welcomed with open arms. Spent most of the day yesterday just lying in the park soaking up the U.V.'s.
I can't wait to bitch about how hot it is. Bring on the melanomas!

The Poet

2008-05-01T12:42:00.000-07:00

Great hat, better man. The hat says "Don't cry girls, I'll be right back." The man under it, is the one and only Ken Blankenstien.

My 'Pendix Almost 'Sploded!

2008-04-28T19:23:00.000-07:00

Woke up Thursday morning feeling like a baby alien was going to rip through my stomach. After a failed attempt at puking and poopin' I crawled back into bed for an hour of moaning and shivering. Maureen came over and drug me to the hospital where, after seven hours, they ripped my appendix out. Twenty-four hours, a catheter, some crappy food and a shitload of morphine later, they told me to hit the bricks. Spent the last few days relaxing, but I wanted to throw a couple phone photos from the excursion. (Photos: Maureen Pandos)

The Tap

This Is Were The Good Stuff Comes From

Every Ten Minutes!

Them Euros Got It Right

2008-04-23T17:05:00.000-07:00

For over a year my car (that I call "Ferrari Red") sat in the exact same spot in front of the house. Just kickin' it. I liked to think of it as my own personal weather channel. If I looked out the window and it was wet I knew it was raining. If it was dry, it wasn't. You get the point. She was always there, a spare "doughnut" tire on the back, one flat in the front, moss growing out of the windshield wipers and a square of random wind-blown trash and leaves around it from where the street sweeper couldn't reach—then those assholes stole Maureen's truck.
I had to get her back on the road, so I charged up the battery, fixed the tires, scraped off the moss and Ferrari Red was back on the road. Maureen's truck was found a week later, but Red is still on the road. Why? 'Cause it is become novelty. After getting everywhere via bicycle for a year it's nice to go somewhere without showing up soaking wet or freezing. Oh—and I am lazy as hell. Did I mention that? But I gotta get back on that steel horse, I think the only thing inflating faster than the gas prices is my waist line. I don't know what this has to do with the photo, or the title for that matter. Maybe 'cause I took the photo in Europe and it's of bikes... I need to ride mine... Wrap it up Chris, wrap it up...

Two Things I've Been Missing

2008-04-22T15:51:00.000-07:00

1) Jewsus: This sonabitch moved down to San Diego and I've been missing him ever since. Heart of gold and a liver of steel. He shacked up with one the best women on the west coast, so I'm happy for 'em, but I'm counting the days till he moves back to Portland.
2) The Hungry Tiger: Sure there is a handful of other bars in the 'hood, but nothing close to what the Tiger was. Dark, smokey, cramped, awful service, shady food, and a group of mid-60's regulars that made my shitty attitude seem like puppies breath. Oh, and don't try to give me any of that "There is the Hungry Tiger Too" bullshit, it ain't the same. With it's comfortable seating and functioning bathroom—pfft! No way. Not this guy.

Summer: Bring It The Fuck On!

2008-04-21T15:36:00.000-07:00

Man this cold is for the fucking birds. I want summer and want it now. Summer is the whole reason for living in this damn rain bucket of a town. We are almost into May and it's feels like a meat locker with a water main leak out there. I want to be sitting in a inner-tube floating down a river, not wrapped in a down blanket, warming my hands off the TV.
Look at how happy Sherman is in this photo. Crushing beers, smoking heaters, letting in the U.V. rays, you know—living the good life. I can't wait.

Seoul Man

2008-04-18T16:47:00.000-07:00

South Korea is a magical, mystical land with centuries of tradition and culture. Well,l at least it was until Uncle Sam tamed those savages. Just to make sure they could make it back on their feet after the Korean war, we set up an Military base smack in the middle of Seoul, that is still there today. Fifty-five fucking years later. But don't worry they love us over there, what's not to love? I mean besides the fact there is so many sexual assaults by military personnel that we weren't let into more then half the bars we tried. But hey, that's the price you pay for freedom.
This shot was taken at Phoenix Park ski resort in the Gangwon Province. When traveling overseas I am alway a little gun shy about the food.Don't get me wrong, I am all about trying new things but you never know when all you are going to get is a raw egg, boiled bacon and fisheye sandwich or a bowl of still moving octopus. So needless to say I was more than a little shook heading into the middle of nowhere South Korea were the chances of coming across monkey testicle soup was more than possible. My bag was so packed with instant oatmeal and Tiger bars that the zipper was about to burst. Lucky for me the base of the resort had all these amazing Korean restaurants there was one called, I hope I am saying this right, um... Pop... Popeyes? Yeah that's it. They had this dish called "fried chicken" it was amazing. Then right next to it was a joint called Dominos that served "pizza," wild stuff. If you ever get the chance, I recommend them both.
God damn America ruining everything.

I Broke The Internet

2008-04-17T14:17:00.000-07:00

Damn thing won't let me put up a photo, it's too bad for you because it was this awesome photo of George W. Bush having sex with Osama Bin Laden while Paris Hilton fingerbangs Carl Rove. Oh yeah, and if you look at and say "Candyman" three times—five million dollars automatically appears in your bank account! But, I can only be posted between 2:30 and 2:32 pm on whatever today is... so... yeah...

Tell 'Em Large Marge Sent Ya!

2008-04-16T20:28:00.000-07:00

One of the great things about being on the road is seeing all the places and things you dreamed about when you were growing up. This was a big one for me, the truck stop from Pee Wee's Big Adventure. Rumor has it the guy who built these has a half dozen more hiddden in the desert somewhere. I really fucking hope so, 'cause these ones have shit the bed. When I first lay eyes on these bad-boys it was everything the 14-year-old in me wanted to see. A gigantic concrete dino that you can crawl inside of, I instantly started looking for Simon so we could go watch the sunrise through the man eaters mouth. What I found inside was about 180 degrees from that.
At first you think that you walked into a gift shop. Every piece of dinosur related crap you can think of, all the way down to the T-Rex head-on-a-stick-grabbermajob. You know what I'm talking about, the thing with the trigger on the bottom that makes the mouth move and as soon as you pick it up you make it bite your buddy in the nuts. Yeah, that thing. Anyway. Once you look closer it becomes aparent that it is all a big Christian brainwashing scam. The books are all about how the dinosaurs are a lie and the videos playing everywhere tell all the poor kids that walk in the door that the earth is only a couple thousand years old. After all those years, it was a like punching 14-year-old me straight in the ballbag. Now I know what Pee-Wee felt like when he found out there was no basement in the Alamo...

Screaming For Vengance

2008-04-15T15:05:00.000-07:00

(note: I didn't plan for the story, but I felt the need to add photo of Phil cause I had it) There is a amazing story behind this photo, I wish I wasn't so lazy. I'll give you the Cliff-Notes version. Went to San Pedro to meet up with my good friends Mike Burnett, Ultimate Phil, Jasin X, and El Beardo for a skate-filled Thanksgiving. After shredding a few pools and the park under the bridge it was off to belly up to the bar. After being kicked out of two seperate bars due to Ultimate's chaffing clothes we ended up at a real shit hole.The name of the bar escapes me, but it was one of Bukowski's favorite haunts. The beauty of a place like San Pedro is there is no hipsters to ruin spots like this one. This guy liked to drink as much as we did that night so he became our instant friend. Seconds before this photo was taken I knocked a beer onto my camera, so when this guy started screaming Judas Priest songs at the top of his lungs I had to pry the lense cover open with my fingernail to get the shot, thus the vinyeting. The rest of the night included Jasin accidentally pile drivering Beardo's sister-in-law, which resulted in her face looking like Rocky Dennis from the movie Mask, then humping her on the floor next to me and Jasin's buddy Zach making it half way home before crawling into a random house and falling asleep on the floor, only to wake up the next morning to try and roll over the 300 pound mexican gangster on the couch to stop him from snoring. Good times, good times.

More Argentina

2008-04-14T14:08:00.000-07:00

Mendoza, Argentina

2008-04-13T13:38:00.000-07:00

I had to Google a map of Argentina to remember where I took this photo. Not because I have been all over the country but because I am that brain dead. I found a couple more from this trip but it is to damn nice outside to sit around and scan shit. If you need to find me, I'll be Q'ing.

It's art—you wouldn't get it...

2008-04-12T13:29:00.000-07:00

Sleepytime...

2008-04-08T19:25:00.000-07:00

Been going through photos all day, my eyeballs feel like microwaved rasins. I'm out. A little something I found on a roll from my half-frame.

This Is Big Business..

2008-04-08T14:32:00.000-07:00

This business of blogging is really taken off over the last couple of years, Neir told me about one of his buddies that makes a living off a Blog about a paint ball gun. So I figure, I'll throw up a couple photos here and there, then just start cashing checks. That is, until I can afford someone one else to cash them for me. Man, I can't wait to buy a gold plated, ruby encrusted Porsche. Then I am going to stop talking to all of my old "friends" and start wearing thousand dollar jeans with pre-worn holes and shit...