a very abridged post of the 800 photos ive taken over the past few weeks. maybe ill post more some other time.

thanksgiving dinner at kims folks

belleme and i decided this photo was my artistic expression of how the world distorts your perception of reality. or something. something arty.

nothing to do on a saturday night? wwfs in town? now you have something to do.

hunt was in super rare form. like molnar said, he really likes wild turkey now.

go team

ho!

high five deny

high five make. jerry “the king” lawler

high flyin action

we got stickers on this guy when he walked by. he didnt notice and rocked push skateshop stickers for the rest of the night.

skated a bucket

ted rips

molnars got handstands

broom flips

lets go to a pool

this was a good idea for 4 seconds

i think half of teds house got broke that night. we apologozed everytime we broke something, but he was chill about it. hed just say “nah dude, its all good”, pick up his board, fall, and break something else. i guess all his stuff he put a ton of work into is in a gallery right now. probably for the better.

more photos later? maybe. there are a lot more.

first photo on my new camera.

went bowling with my new roomate hardy the other day. she bowls in a league. it was a little bit awkward for me because i got real high before i went and had a mild panic attack.

hardys team used to be the bowl pack, but that team disbanded and now theyre the ball wizards.

there was a lot of strange people there.

heiwa!

saki. my buddy ross invented a drink where you drop a cup of saki in to a budweiser. its called the pearl harbor.

ted had an art show after the large quantity of saki. my camera died so i didnt get many photos. the usual suspects were there though.

teds artwork is always amazing. i had seen this one being peiced together over the last few months, but i had never seen it fully assembled. fucking awesome.

we went to see joan jet the other night. it was really, really funny.

her guitarist was the worst guy ever. i got in trouble for hitting him with things while he was playing. fuck that dude.

this picture pretty much explains the show. there was a handful of people under 30 there, but most were 50+. it was awkward.

rockin

good night cleveland. she was pretty mad when she left the stage because between every song we were yelling “heartbreaker” “love is a battlefeild” and “barracuda”. she didnt think it was as funny as we did.

mike got a free haircut at “great clips” the other day. it kind of reminds me of…

lloyd

i almost got to keep this cat. my roomate ronnie said he wasnt really into it though. i had a name picked out for her and everything. i was going to call her flatspot. she was hyper.

suprise

werewolves in london