The Past Part 3.

Refrigerator magnet part of a set that was created by Brooke Weller during the time of "The Swoop Zone".

This is the ticket stub from the A's Giants game in which Barry Bonds hit home run number 714 which tied the record set by Babe Ruth in 1935. Grant and I were there.


This is a photo of Gary with some shades drawn on him.

More Old Photoz

"The Devil Slam Dunking."

Air

I'm In the air now. Echo Park is something distant and so is memory. LA is truly vast and difficult to understand. The grid of buildings and swimming pools goes beyond the farthest corner of sight, the window segregates me. The Earth glows gold with sand and scorched moss. These red engines delight the pulse of the metal carriage and I feel like being in love. The sky looks like an accident, clear and beautiful, with tiny awkward clouds. The patchwork of the earth is simple and obvious, as if we were to close to understand. The sewing machine wasn't meant to die. Absolving the presence of these communities rills a smile and boasts ever tempting joy. My brain relics with the twist of waterways below. Things don't seem so bad from up here. Maybe this plane crash lands?

Everyday I'm Hustlin'

RIP George, Rip Billy Preston, RIP John.....

Up To Date

So, i've been laggin' big time on the blogging. I passed the two week plumbing school session and hoped on a plane to LA for "Big J Diesel Jimmy Denims" birthday party. So, I'm currently stuck in Echo Park with no money to get home, waiting for my next unemployment check to arrive. I've got my video camera but no photo camera. I need to film something while I'm here. Cameron and I were planning to film him bombing Baxter with a cape on. This street is so fucking steep, it makes basically any street in SF look poodle. Not really but,it's not even doable.

What else has been going on? HHHhhmmm?

"What Isn't Nature?"

I think i've actually blogged this already? Oh well.

Pair-O-Dice

Back To School

Plumbing school round five begins tomorrow. After this session I will be a year and a half away from being a Journeyman Plumber and hopefully moving on to something that I'm more passionate about. I don't even want to go, but I don't want to quit either. I'm gonna be a big dog god damn it! If plumbing will get me there, so be it...

Raider Nation

Our fantasy football draft is about to go down and Q and I are trying to arrange some kind of trophy that will be awarded to the winner. I hope to create some masterful embodiment that is fantasy football to award to the winner. I pray that It will be myself. Good luck all!!! One Nation, Raider Nation!!!

"Extra Clip For That Extra Shit!"

This post is prompted by James' post on "That's The Way She Goes". We've all seen this, but Antwuan Dixon is so fucking sick right now it's insane! I'm gonna go buy his Death Wish pro model right fucking now!