Wednesday, January 24, 2007

water damage

my first scramble
it was fine
here's skinhead number one with santiago domingo. skin's mother was informing him that she was going on a blind date that night. at first he was furious "he better not be polish, that last guy was polish and he had a dirty ceasar cut" but by the end of the conversation he had given his blessing and was wishing her luck.
later on charlie explained the scars on his chin
here kristi teaches a new dog old tricks
friday night was the pirate party at chelsea and john's house. here charlie is explaining one of his theories, and making it sound important by talking like he's from the east coast (in his words, not in his accent, he doesn't have the accent) "yeah charlie......sure charlie......gotcha"
Paul's Personal towels
pirates pick their noses with knives. here dan exhibits such behavior in the crow's nest
all the banging downstairs? oh thats just chelsea scrappin it up "look at those bruises......I did that to him!"
tharrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr was even a pirate cake
at the after party party back at the carling house Brady shows me how to take apart bullets to get the gun powder out. after seeing what a 20 gauge round's powder can do, we empty about 30 .22 rounds and burn charlie's initials into the table. celebrationthen on to the after after party party at BMC's. Earlier that day they were robbed, and that evening, they were all intoxocated and imagining themselves delivering justice to perps nationwide.drunks with gunsmatt showing off his lazer site"hollow points bitches" Gemlo and I end up playing c-low for shots of whiskey until 7 am. That night shawn said he was going to sleep with his gun, and here he succeeded, passed out on the floor with his 9 on his shoulder.
Saturday night started with skulls sippin soft drinks
we dined next to the crew from the 31 car. a true die hard group, celebrating a "non-win"
then on to heaven on earth, a.k.a. the american legion.
afterwards we head to the dupont house, where mike has just returned from the monster truck rally. Mike was undercover as a hick claiming he was from fargo "you came from fargo, oh thats nothing, I drove my wife and kids down from winnapeg" die hard. he was so excited that he started dancing, and these are his moves.


the phantom was there playing the organ

on monday i did some cross training it was shane's birthday that night, and he was celebrating by spotting ryan. FREE WEIGHTS (i did lay down and press a few Yeah!)
skatin' nana
Tuesday...........was nice. Went out for indian with christopher.

back at his place i watched him burn a camel while he slowly decided that maybe he didn't want to play scrabble.
some other time
with wednesday came luck. one egg, two yolks...............definitely good luck
mike's peugeot
mike's poker face; not quite as nice as the peugeot, being that he lost. i came out as one of the night's true champs and went home feeling a little less money hungry.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

standing water

A NIGHT IN THE GARDEN
This is the command center, this is where I go early weekday mornings to work with criminals doing construction
Here's Burgstahler working from home with his girl playing with his computer. she giggles at the sight on him sitting on his bed working.
Tuesday night at axel's with chuck
bloomgren was pouring perfect pours all night

Wednesday night was raquet sports night.

ahh shit's thinnest; Skinny Charlie

thursday was a little slower paced, and dragged out fully. It started with a few Originals. One of the empties was cut open to expose the flashy new frost chilled can liner.
then up to the dupont house. mike has a van gogh hanging in his living room
and a monet hanging near the entry way
Mr nothing is a mean drunk
just look at him
and here's a drunk on his back
finally around 4 am or so we move Dr Charles Morrow's drum set back to his house. we end up going out to get some food around.....6......maybe. Mickey D's comes through with breakfast. all right!

now Friday. this day is my birthday, and whether or not our calendar plays any relevance on reality's happennings, who knows. The night starts off under this chandelier learning from the elders about international seed trade through the years, and the global market's changes through out the last 50 years.
then to some house in south mpls. on the walk i notice this house that has awful siding on it. It's not real siding, it's more like wall paper with a brick pattern on it.
then i find this familiar face posing with marisa. It's none other than The Cole Larson. in town from new york, and beeming as always.
Marc, Griffen, and annie play their punk rock, and we all get down.
I can't believe it's him. (and how funny is it that he's got the headphones with him). just as i remember
Then on to the CC. knockin down the Salty Dog's with t-biz. (left hand shout)
(right hand shout) then back to his pad to listen to some new beats and try out some Name Brands. this got things pretty rocking.

Then it was up to N E for a dance party. I showed up around 2:30 and we set it off right. This doesn't really look like dancing but it is. These two feed off eachother, right here they're strutting/dancing their way into the room, about to release a barrage of new moves. At the time i was thinking how these two could have a sitcom all about "the brothers Connelly" but never said anything about it. The next morning brendan told me that his brother and him should have a show called "the brothers Connelly". i guess it's meant to be, but i dont know what network would air it. then around 6 am we have a little competition to see who can kick the door frame, which is at about 6'6''. I come through with a regular and switch kicks. Ambidextrous for sure!
then to the market for some eats. I was quite unsure what to get, and in the end i bought the chicken, ate it, then saw it 3 hours later. yuck, thanks a lot Tyson
the next morning we took a walk in the cold to a small thrift store on central.
the king of thrift gives me a sweater (that he has a duplicate of) and i wear it to the store. which ends up being a disappointment. but the king did find himself enlightened by a book about contemporary art, and buys it for a dollar.

back at the house shawn is practicing piano, and brendan scoffs at one of his mistakes.
then brendan sits in on drums, and i play bass while shawn plays piano. Some crazy dub ensues, followed by some radical 60's style ska that would keep any head nodding.
Later that night we find Tron eating a cheeseburger,
and Gerber eating ribs at a local spot, and we see some old local faces
and then we see the klan marching on DC on TV wow