I drank so

much redbull my hair went pink as pink gets. Then i got
all aged like that fuck Ben BUTTon. Then while I was
all old I went Rick Klotts and spray spackled the toilet
and couldnt clean up. Look at the BOO BOO crum on the ground.
SAD.


Oh Yeah. That dude driving is my Bot Net Zombie Master.

In EVOL with it all

Stoked. Stoked on life. All is well. The economy is shit but i dont care!
I have seen a bunch lately. Been on the road and didnt implode. Met some stoners and have a beautiful girl that makes me want to dance. A little bummed that my boy Hiro bailed on us...He had to go to Japan to become a super horny boy status bukakke master. He has been showing me all kinds of "so fucking technology" shit. Like phones that open by themselves and what not. Miss that bastard.
Coffee and the ocean, love and traffic. All good.

Up and At it

i never really get people pointing a dirty lens at me specially in my room, clothed.
yeah, jaime took these, so credit.

YES

Heat in my shorts.
Fish for breakfast lunch and dinner.
Whats up you stallions.
Gaff me.

Fuck....Its been a year.

So here we are again. Ive heard the death rattle and survived. I am white, out of shape grey and loving ever second of it... Today is theee most beautiful day ive ever lived. I havent had the sun on my flesh in about 3 weeks. Air conditioning, wet-crotchal region, tequila, corndogs, GMO's and computer screens. Two tornadoes, a few hurricanes and about 35 shots of tequila has been my fabric encrusted, no purpose life as of late.
The lack of personal expression is inevitable with work world, but avoidable. Creativity is creativity. Just try as hard at whatever you try. Evol is meant to be and life is meant to be free. Live, give, be positive.

Will J

this is my pal will J. He is a freak off his leash. You may have seen
him sporting a grotesque leather suit in other blogs but this really takes the cake.
He is a surfer, claiming that surfing is for Homo's. And What is the point? i challenged him to
see how serious he was about his convictions. I sprayed a broken board and put it on a stick and wanted
him to rock NS HB pier in the water. Yelling at guys "ripping" hey! fuck off as they surfed by. THis is as far as he could go. Football and taking dips was his MO. After taunting him for another 20 minutes he went off. He almost smashed my computer. He tore off his shirt, hopped in
his truck. Screamed "get off my shit!" and peeled out around the next three corners.

Willy,
Favorites=Rick Morranus in Space Balls. Spending shit loads of cash at bars, then getting kicked out. cooking and not eating.
Hates=horses, surfing, music, art, the environment and me.

Oh yeah more goon bags!

So yeah. Clifferton, Sr. Posea, Nez Man, Jizzer and
yours truly took an epic little surfari down to Trestles the other
week and scored. Uber-fun wavos but even better we turned the lineup
into a bunch of blood thirsty vamps. Goons, Vamps and wino's.
As the crew pushed their buzz the lineup got scared. An old pirate looking
mother fucker even worked his way into our vampy little wine guzzling goon
bag crew. The session was capped by Clifferton pounding a goon sip, tossing the
bag and snagging the right of the day. He explained that off the takeoff he was
pretty tipsy and was experiencing some acid reflux from the cheap boxed goon bag.
Needless to say he recovered and ripped it all the way to the beach. Good on Ya cliffertons!
So if you ever want to combat the pack at the ever crowded Lowers, bring out a goon bag and
a small crew of your most convict looking pals.

-milk