ATLANTA!!!
it is waaaaay less cold here. and waaaaaaaay more awesome. seriously. all or nothing is still the hotness...
and im warm. and i saw my homeboy mario last night. he's an o.g. italian guy from zoo york. so i love him. and today is scott the apprentice's birthday! he's 22. and he's getting a forearm sleeve today from brandon bond. and maybe me. we havent decided yet. and he doesnt get to see it first. he just gets to have it on him and be excited.
i saw my new puppy last night at brandons. she is so fucking rad, i cant wait to show her to the rest of the cult...
and she's mine. and that rules.
i had a crazy sex dream last night. except i dint have sex in the dream. i got a hickey, which is so ferociously lame. even in my free imagination, i know deep down that i am definitely not getting laid..... ha. but making out in pretend land, and waking up with a boner in a house thats not yours is awesome. it makes the day seem more promising. like anything can happen. i am giving away $100 tattoos in new hampshire. if you can get there you can have one. theres a rule though: you have to pick from the designs i want to do...
but theyre all dope, and big, and awesome (i think)..
you should reserve your spots now. www.whitemountaintattoo.com it sucks, so call instead: 603-447-3232.
and remember to look at allornothingtattoo.com
i am so less cold. but im a little hungry. yeah. vegan eats are hard to find in this parrt of town........
it is waaaaay less cold here. and waaaaaaaay more awesome. seriously. all or nothing is still the hotness...
and im warm. and i saw my homeboy mario last night. he's an o.g. italian guy from zoo york. so i love him. and today is scott the apprentice's birthday! he's 22. and he's getting a forearm sleeve today from brandon bond. and maybe me. we havent decided yet. and he doesnt get to see it first. he just gets to have it on him and be excited.
i saw my new puppy last night at brandons. she is so fucking rad, i cant wait to show her to the rest of the cult...
and she's mine. and that rules.
i had a crazy sex dream last night. except i dint have sex in the dream. i got a hickey, which is so ferociously lame. even in my free imagination, i know deep down that i am definitely not getting laid..... ha. but making out in pretend land, and waking up with a boner in a house thats not yours is awesome. it makes the day seem more promising. like anything can happen. i am giving away $100 tattoos in new hampshire. if you can get there you can have one. theres a rule though: you have to pick from the designs i want to do...
but theyre all dope, and big, and awesome (i think)..
you should reserve your spots now. www.whitemountaintattoo.com it sucks, so call instead: 603-447-3232.
and remember to look at allornothingtattoo.com
i am so less cold. but im a little hungry. yeah. vegan eats are hard to find in this parrt of town........
yes. i am cold...still.
last night was burrito night. burrito night is my favorite...my dad, when i was a kid, called joints burritos. that says alot. jesus, i mean, joints look like TAMALES, not burritos. what a jerk. not that i ever smoked a joint, but i definitely watched my old man smoke a lot of them. a lot, a lot. haha. i also find it awesome when people i work with talk about weed. because the call it weed. like old 70's bikers. "hey, lets go fire up the weed" incredible. its like time stopped in 1977, and everyone up here is still mad at jimmy carter. (he was a president back before you little porn people were born)
our indoor winter fake pine tree is decorated. it looks rad. and there is alot of glitter on it. i am gaining a previously nonexistent respect for the glitter. its just that it never comes off. i am always finding glitter all over my house. jess uses piles of the shit. so i'll find little shiny specks all over the christ-ing house. hungry for cookies? they have glitter on them. wanna pet the dog? glitter fever. sit on the couch, maybe? you'll get up looking like a disco ball blew up next to you. fucking glitter! but i dont hate it as much as i used to. ..
tomorrow is atlanta travel day. unless i blow up on takeoff. then its smear yourself all over manchester day....
last night was burrito night. burrito night is my favorite...my dad, when i was a kid, called joints burritos. that says alot. jesus, i mean, joints look like TAMALES, not burritos. what a jerk. not that i ever smoked a joint, but i definitely watched my old man smoke a lot of them. a lot, a lot. haha. i also find it awesome when people i work with talk about weed. because the call it weed. like old 70's bikers. "hey, lets go fire up the weed" incredible. its like time stopped in 1977, and everyone up here is still mad at jimmy carter. (he was a president back before you little porn people were born)
our indoor winter fake pine tree is decorated. it looks rad. and there is alot of glitter on it. i am gaining a previously nonexistent respect for the glitter. its just that it never comes off. i am always finding glitter all over my house. jess uses piles of the shit. so i'll find little shiny specks all over the christ-ing house. hungry for cookies? they have glitter on them. wanna pet the dog? glitter fever. sit on the couch, maybe? you'll get up looking like a disco ball blew up next to you. fucking glitter! but i dont hate it as much as i used to. ..
tomorrow is atlanta travel day. unless i blow up on takeoff. then its smear yourself all over manchester day....
'dirty' potato chips. jalapeno flavor. for breakfast. d-sgusting, but also kind of a little bit 'licious.... the repair guy who is remodeling our bathroom was just here. we all left some piss in the bowl. ha. he says that the toilet is gonna fall through the floor if we dont replace some boards in the basement. that sound exciting! like press your luck....no whammies.
8:30 am is too early for bathroom color palette discussion, but i did my best to oblige him with real answers. now im wide awake. and its snowing. and kinda sleeting too. great. and my mouth is burning. jalapeno fuckers. theyre so good.
i ate some home-made seitan last night. that shit was off the rims goodness. yum4tum. we made sandwiches, with our seitan (courtesy of the cucch) and roasted peppers, and grilled tomatoes and onions. and we also had some kale, with garlic. dark leafy greens are whats up lately.
i get to start a half-sleeve on some bobby bandaids medic from the army today.... and then go home. sometimes its wierd only working six hours a day....sometimes it sucks, but not as much as this entire mountain village bites ass after 6:15 when every pickup trucking buford shows up drunk and stupid (instead of the pre-6pm just stupid) and wants an eagle or some nascar shit tattooed on them. haha. i moved here on purpose......
8:30 am is too early for bathroom color palette discussion, but i did my best to oblige him with real answers. now im wide awake. and its snowing. and kinda sleeting too. great. and my mouth is burning. jalapeno fuckers. theyre so good.
i ate some home-made seitan last night. that shit was off the rims goodness. yum4tum. we made sandwiches, with our seitan (courtesy of the cucch) and roasted peppers, and grilled tomatoes and onions. and we also had some kale, with garlic. dark leafy greens are whats up lately.
i get to start a half-sleeve on some bobby bandaids medic from the army today.... and then go home. sometimes its wierd only working six hours a day....sometimes it sucks, but not as much as this entire mountain village bites ass after 6:15 when every pickup trucking buford shows up drunk and stupid (instead of the pre-6pm just stupid) and wants an eagle or some nascar shit tattooed on them. haha. i moved here on purpose......
of course the weather is supposed to be suckie, which coincides perfectly, right on cue, with me having to travel. fuck. if im lucky the plane will 'splode before we get to high in the air. i hate drawn out drama. lets just blow up right away, and smear all over the tarmac. ha. ive never used the word tarmac in print. dumb.
last night was no-power night at the newhamden cult headquarters. it gets cold fast as fuck up here in the mountains crotch...... and windy. one of the neighbors trees lives horizontally in my backyard now. great. kindling wood. for woodstoves.
(sometimes, looking at the hick-ass stuff i get excited about, i wonder if i really AM a mountain man....then i realize i could never be, they love the beer, and racism, and really big swamp tires. i dont.)
i get my new dog thursday. but i have to fly with her. on the plane. that will probably blow up because of the suckie weather. so i am actually probly blowing up my new puppy girldog on thursday. a blowed up me and new dog will make it impossible to get any more gloves......shitty.
last night was no-power night at the newhamden cult headquarters. it gets cold fast as fuck up here in the mountains crotch...... and windy. one of the neighbors trees lives horizontally in my backyard now. great. kindling wood. for woodstoves.
(sometimes, looking at the hick-ass stuff i get excited about, i wonder if i really AM a mountain man....then i realize i could never be, they love the beer, and racism, and really big swamp tires. i dont.)
i get my new dog thursday. but i have to fly with her. on the plane. that will probably blow up because of the suckie weather. so i am actually probly blowing up my new puppy girldog on thursday. a blowed up me and new dog will make it impossible to get any more gloves......shitty.
i just got my van fixed. and it didnt cost that much. and the best part is that they have no idea where the keys to the thing are. seriously. they totally lost them. i had a spare set on me, but thats besides the point. i hope no one forget to fix it too. ha. i'll be careening into a ditch this weekend.
the wierdest thing about being an ex-known tattooer is that every once in a while, someone will remember who i was before, and be excited. im used to blue-collar dudes not giving half a fuck about that shit, and calling me a fag because i happen to have on a pink sweater or whatever....
oh well. its cold, and wet, and snowy up here, and im writing this for no reason....
the wierdest thing about being an ex-known tattooer is that every once in a while, someone will remember who i was before, and be excited. im used to blue-collar dudes not giving half a fuck about that shit, and calling me a fag because i happen to have on a pink sweater or whatever....
oh well. its cold, and wet, and snowy up here, and im writing this for no reason....
its freezing and snowing, and i didnt go to ct. to see my kids today. im ferociously furious. and my goddamn dog has kennel cough which she caught from a ghetto animal shelter 'friend' of hers. fucking fuck. that makes me pretty bummed out, and also pissed off.
i will probly eat something and watch movies, and pout all day.
fuck.
i will probly eat something and watch movies, and pout all day.
fuck.
yeah.
so now i get to talk about looking at naked chicks...
or maybe i can make some vegan shepherds pie?
sounds wicked better to me.....
haha. saying vegan before everything you make or eat is pretty lame. im guessing we vegans should take it a step further. like saying everything is 'pure' vegetarian, or vegetarian 'prime', or true vegetarian. ha. then we can all act like harcore scenesters, and condemn everyone less scenetastic....
anyway, now for some vegetarian 'prime' shepherds pie...
so now i get to talk about looking at naked chicks...
or maybe i can make some vegan shepherds pie?
sounds wicked better to me.....
haha. saying vegan before everything you make or eat is pretty lame. im guessing we vegans should take it a step further. like saying everything is 'pure' vegetarian, or vegetarian 'prime', or true vegetarian. ha. then we can all act like harcore scenesters, and condemn everyone less scenetastic....
anyway, now for some vegetarian 'prime' shepherds pie...
