Who here has ever been to Pink's famous hotdogs in Hollywood? OMG it is painful. I got the bacon chili cheese dog with the works and a chicago polish spicy with the works. Needless to say I am hurting inside and not in the way Bob Marley meant when he wrote the song with the same lyric. I feel like I never want to eat again and I passed out at the table in a cold sweat while hallucinating. I did see a nun eating a dog so I guess God and the church believe Pink's is ok but I feel like Satan himself erected the eatery to entice the weak into giving in to temptation. Witness thee abomination!
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Expressionless party goers exchanging nothing in the attic of lifeless, hopeless stillness. Exchanging glances without batting an eye. Communicating with poses. Fashion has left the building and all thats left is our black naked souls and the devil inside.
Here's a pic of Berto Boyd playing guitar at Chris Benz party at 53 Dudley ave in Venice California. Berto is an amazing flamenco guitarist and he happens to be Brandon Boyds cousin of Incubus fame. He really is a fingerpicking assassin.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Sunday, July 19, 2009
What can all roided dudes with bulging biceps agree on unanimously? Puppy dogs are waaaayyyy cute! Well, this puppy in the pics now has a home with my friend who does not happen to be a roided out dude, strangely. She has named her Rose and she has one blue eye and one brown. She is a handful but very cute and funny as hell. Everyone needs a puppy!
Saturday, July 18, 2009
I love to watch old people feed birds. It makes me feel strong, like my life has purpose. It reminds me I still have time left and I don't need to give up, I can still have hopes, dreams and aspirations rather then giving in to the bird feeding temptation that's deep inside all of us.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Another hot as blazes day in the mini skatepark on the Venice Boardwalk. If you peer off into the background you can see the construction going on. That construction is a new skatepark that will be sick as hell. Completely concrete and huge, it is right on the beach and almost complete. More pics of the actual construction and new park to come. I cannot wait, I really wanted another serious injury before the end of 2009.
Am I here to amuse you? Do you like it when I fall down and hurt my bum? YES YES YES! Back by popular demand, the Rodney Mullin of hobo clowns, dirty and disheveled, the douche of doucheville, I give you (I have no fucking clue what his name is or what is wrong with him) Venice Beach skate jester???
WTF is this! I cannot tell what the hell is happening in this picture. It looks like her tongue melted onto a wrapper or she is lapping up her dogs dung that she saved for the perfect snack. Anyhoo, I am feeling nauseous the more I closely examine this photo and I reminisce about the moment I snapped it. It's prolly just a melted candy confection but ya never know.
Monday, July 13, 2009
In Cali people are so high they just chuck babies up in the air. I swear to god they just throw these miniature, undeveloped creatures into the sky and giggle with delight. Have you ever seen a baby have a panic attack? Well now you have.
Just a lazy Sunday on the Venice walk. Roaming about, minding my own, watching the goings on of freaks and hobos. Musicians fill the air with melodies, people invade your ears with idle constant chatter, everyone is selling something but nobody is tipping at the end of the show. That's life...