I have a feeling today is going to be great. It's a perfect california day temperature in the mid 70's. Lets BBQ. I'll have this song on repeat all day.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
It's approximately 12:40 on a Friday Morning. I just got in from a nice little late night jaunt with the Leahtard. It's officially feeling like summer. The weather is warming up and biking at night isn't a fucking chore you need 800 jackets for. I've always wanted to check out the skate park at night, and I did tonight. Venice is a pretty amazing place to live except when you are looking at the crazy people who live along the boardwalk. It's like the scurge of the city decided to crawl out of the gutter and sleep in my backyard. I guess it's the price you pay to live 2 seconds from the beach, beach front bike paths, and an epic skatepark.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
I like Liquor Stores that look like this.
And I would Do a lot for a klondike bar.
I thought I was okay with the weather being gloomy for the next few days, but I'm not. I dislike the fact that Venice Beach resembles Lake Tahoe... flat!
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Monday, May 17, 2010
Found this book in my house. It's from 1942 and it's pretty epic. It has answers to questions i never really thought about and covers important topics such as "Bed Manners On a Friend's Yacht" and"Bed Manners in a Haunted House". It also has some pretty neat line drawings.
"The first rule is: Wear correct clothes in bed, or none at all. Our ancestors either went to bed with all their clothes on, or else they went to bed raw."
"Q. What are fashionable topics to discuss in bed?
A. The morals, or lack of morals, of your neighbors; the bad manners of their children. These are all safe and reliable themes."
Tips for camping:
"If you have picked yourself a nest of roots for your bed, don't twitch and groan all night. Focus on two things. First, everyone else is equally uncomfortable. Second it's only going to last one night. After that, vow to never make such an ass of yourself again. Then remember your vow and put an end to these camping party articles forever."
"Never talk about money until after breakfast. It is even more important not to mention the lack of it on an empty stomach."
Found this note to my dad in it... hmmmm yuck!
Drink a smoothie while reading this book! It's funny I promise!
"'Bitch! Bastard!Damn! Shit!" I proclaimed with joy, if not necessarily wit, in the middle of Boys' Market in Manchester, New Hampshire. Random shoppers stopped in the aisle, and watched me with delight -- or at least curiosity-- as i regurgitated this mantra. Dad stood by with genuine pride, beaming through the mock surprise on his face.
My guess is that when something is so easy, so greatly rewarded, and bears so few negative consequences, it's a recipe for addiction. From that moment on, everything I did was in search of that rush. So i guess I'm saying that I'm in most ways, my father's fault. He filled my mother's vagina with the filthy semen that consisted of me, then filled my head with even more filth."
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Friday, May 14, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Ok so I get that I have a very cute dog, but she must have mind control or something cause I have seen some people do some pretty odd things! They let her lick their face which is gross! They stop in their cars to ask what she is (this isn't even at a light or anything)! The Venice local bums all know her. The wierdest thing I've seen so far though was yesterday. After stopping the basketball game he was playing at the Venice courts this pretty intimidating large black man got down on all fours just so he could play with and pet my dog some baby talk was even involved....
SHE CAN'T BE THAT CUTE?
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
I would just like to take a minute to point out the merits of having a uniform. So if anyone cruises by my blog who still attends SMUS you may or may not get this, but i would just like to say enjoy them while you can. I remember in my days as a ninth grader I couldn't wait to put on my "civilian clothes" on a "grub day", but by the time I was in 12th grade i realized that the good times were not going to last much longer and wanted to wear my uniform as much as I could. I wish I could still put the good old kilt, button down shirt, tie, and knee socks everyday. And its not even because I am kinky because trust me I am not. It's because I am lazy.My final words would be enjoy! For the people who never got to enjoy it here are a few photos to illustrate my point.
You can definitely enjoy good times in them.
They were cute enough.
You could dress them down.
Side note the only thing you ever really envied about a person was if they had better knee socks or tights than you. I think that's pretty great especially cause they are both pretty affordable things to want.
Great for future parties.Jams From The Uniform Days
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