Ali's Brooks Brothers Two Piece Suit

A perfect awning for blogging. 95 degree fun. 98 degree music.

but that is beside the real point. The real point is to never get RPG's in LA in the 1980's because you can;t sell that shit back to Arabs or Russians or anything because they don;t wanna buy it because of the sheer explosive content of said material. Therefore, dump it into the Venice canal or something. Ali did it. That crip motherfucker did it. 3 million in a year. fuck yeah. he was dressed for suc.caress. INB4 hawaii.

I hate to say it but this is probably going to be my last post on this old thing. The internet (specifically blogspot) and I have had a time and I think It's time for us to go our separate ways. It was a really good time though. I really enjoyed all of it. Might move to a sub-blog to wordpress, who knows. just gotta spice it up, you know? per haps perhaps. shiver shiver.

Since this is going to be perhaps the last post, it should be long, I think. For this reason I will start with the notion of selling 18 pint sized budweiser cans and a cherry doctor pepper to a 20 year old boy (you think the doctor pepper would give it away! Wrong!). AMPM loves the business and I can;t complain either. Someone had to do it. ALl you had to do was find the place. Muscle memory.

I started screen printing. Pretty rad. no money to afford photo emulsion method. still using the heat of the sun to dry the prints. I;ve done shirts for emily and two for me. But the two for me suck. It;s supposed to be just eyes but everyone thinks I did a face. Annie commissioned me to do a screen print for her. I;m into it. you must share ideas if you have them.

cool as a cucumber.

they stopped selling my favorite cereal at TJ's: chocolate decadence. perhaps a bit rich and not really for breakfast, but it emulates crunch berries in that fashion. My diet today has consisted of beer, a cheese and cucumber sammy, and cherries. Lovin; it.

Lookin' for a new place sucks. i want it already. this place is a shithole. Sometimes I feel like living by m'self. It might mean less people would be upset with me. www.hipsterrunoff.com .

What is the internet? I'm having a hard time doing it. I think I like e-mail.
Having your credit card get declined is a bad feeling.

there is a 24 hour burrito place in the UW district called memos. I spedn too much money there. I don't really have any money right now. money money money.

(insert)

"A maven (also mavin) is a trusted expert in a particular field, who seeks to pass knowledge on to others"

(insert your carrot rope)

second hand numbers are always fucking me over. Slim like a rainbow. Harness your jokes. check your parascopes, there might be something on the water. that life fluid.


be patient.

(forget your carrot rope)


Best band.


What's in your pocket?
don't you understand this chance of a lifetime?

fuck your fixie, faggot.

and so she says.....












































(as a disclaimer I would like to add that all posts in this blog are meant to be found as you may, including feelings of humor, sadness, regret, joy, grief, indifference, etc. This is not meant to be anything more than a simple blog to be enjoyed by friends and ridiculed appropriately. This is meant as a good time. Nothing more, nothing less. This is not meant to be taken at more than face value. This is not meant to be something to be analyzed. If you analyze any post in this blog you might be considered to be wasting your time. This blog is nothing more than letters on the internet.)





thank you all for reading.

omglyketotesluvu!
-will