Sunday, November 1, 2009

I will fucking kill you.


What happened to the good old days when a man fought another man. Fists to faces. Instead of doing their fighting behind a keyboard and a screen.

I'm not gonna lie, this entire website blog thing was made to let people know that i fucking hate almost everything in this century so far. Including how fighting is done over the internet. If you cant get out of your mom's basement and say something to another person, face to face, than you are officially the biggest assclown in the world.

In a way it feels like I'm the pot calling the kettle black right now. Or however that retarded saying goes. Because I hate on probably 80 percent of the world on this website. But no this is different. Whatever.

Anyways. Halloween was fucking far out. A good time was had by all.
Mark Berndt held it DOWN with his Silent Bob. I didn't hear him say a word the entire night.


Fuck it.
I'm hung over, and I'm gonna eat a sandwich.



Post Script.
That Olive Garden commercial with the parents who take the girl out to dinner everytime they visit her at college or whatever. Needs to be taken off the radio/TV.
I don't know why this got approved by the Olive Garden marketing staff. Worst acting and those fuckers voices sound like nails on a chalkboard. I've never been to Olive Garden and after that stupid commercial, I will never fucking go there.
I HATE THAT COMMERCIAL SO MUCH.

Oh and Howard Manshine can fuck himself too.
Party!




H20 has the right idea.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Threw up the Burner, Kinda Dusty


I haven't been on this in a while. I'm not too concerned to be honest. If there is anyone who actually reads this shit or cares, then I'm sorry that I've neglected you. I don't have much going on in my life, don't have much to hate on right now.

Except flip flops on men.
In my personal opinion, there is nothing more feminine you can do if you are a heterosexual man, then put on a pair of these things. Sure they might be "comfortable" but what's so uncomfortable about a pair of slippers, or just barefoot. And yes I've tried them on. It felt like an alien was wrapping itself around my foot. John Wayne must be rolling over in his fucking grave.

Another summer trend that's got me really pissed off is these huge hercules boot sandals that girls are wearing.. If you don't know what I'm talking about, just type "hercules sandals" into google and it's the first image to come up.
But I digress. The middle ages are over, the invasion of Troy was a success, let the past stay in the past. I don't find these sandals to be attractive and there is NO way they are remotely comfortable, again it looks like an alien is wrapping itself around your calves. A brown alien.

Also I don't like people between the ages of 12 and 15. They're dumb, annoying and think they're the fucking bee's knees.



Buttt on a lighter note, to catch you all up on my life, here's what I've been into lately...












Skateboarding is so fun.
I need to eat.

Peace.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Ain't Nothin But A G Thang



Alright so we just got the Deathwish Summer tour video in. I think it's good. The skating is insane and the partying might be a little too much. But Marky made a poll on the SK8 Skates blog asking what you think of Antwuan Dixon. Personally I think he is sick as hell even though he clearly has a short fuse.

plus, He skated to Nothin But a G Thang... which is good.

Anyways. Head over to the SK8 Skates blog and keep up to date on it. We've been getting a whole whack of gear in the shop and Marky is keeping the world up to date on it. Word.


Big ups!

Also.. did you see Lizard King's one foot backside 180 Wallenberg? If you haven't do yourself a favor and check it out NOW!!



Deathwish is killing it. Buy their gear and support skateboarders doing it for skateboarders.


Headphones:
Ill Al Skratch

Monday, June 1, 2009

Anything Goes When It Comes to Hooooes

I was looking through my Winamp library yesterday and realized 98 percent of my music was made before 1997. So that's awesome... I don't really care about any music being made presently. It's boring and annoying.

Anyways. There was a hotdog eating competition yesterday at the Mansion. Just as he predicted, the victor was Tyler Guerts.
I didn't enter.. I didn't want to embarrass of my friends..

Marky B has the pictures up on the Sk8 Blog though so you should all check them out and stay up to date on that link.

Congrats to Tyler though. The proud new owner of an authentic model Pirate Ship and 25 dollars.

He also won a Nike Professional Eating sponsorship..

I'm done.

But here's something completely unrelated... But way cooler.




Michael Jordan is the fucking greatest.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Punk Motherfucker with a Badge and a Gun



I came across this while browsing the interweb. If you are too lazy to watch, its border patrol officers fucking with some pastor. They tase him, then beat him down after they pull him out of the car. It's unbelievable that those fucks think they could get away with shit like that.

Just because those fucking douchebag cops/patrols got all C's in high school and fucked up their future, doesn't mean they should be allowed to take their rage out on a pastor or any defenseless person.

NWA said it best. Fuck the police. Fuck them hard and fuck them mercilessly.




On the bright side, I finished reading Preacher Volume 2 yesterday. Hooray!


Headphones:

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

My children are screwed

Remember when you were fifteen and all the girls in school would be "Bff's" one day, then the next week they would "hate that bitch with a fucking passion".
I figured our society had improved a little since i was fifteen. But I'm absolutely wrong. It's even fucking crazier now!
All the girls have turned into men in the aspect of "my dick is bigger than yours". Except its "I have more friends than you" or "I'm a better friend than you".
But they will also throw in the words bitch, hoe, or slut about sixty times to get their point across. It's all done on the internet, too.

I never want to have fucking kids. I would probably have a heart attack from all the stress of their bullshit immaturity.

I can't wait until this younger generation ages a little and realizes how stupid they all were.

God dammit I hate humans with a passion.


Sunday, May 10, 2009

Even As a Crack Fieeeend, Mama, You Always Was a Black Queeeeen, Mama



My mom isn't Afeni Shakur. And didn't smoke crack or anything, but she's still tight as hell. She cleaned my room yesterday. There was mould and it smelled like someone died in the closet a couple years ago.

Thanks Ma.





Also. chuck daly died yesterday. That's kind of a bummer

Monday, April 27, 2009

Karaoke Night

I want to do these songs for karaoke one day. Very soon












Sunday, April 5, 2009

I Came To Bring The Pain


Mike Giant (California Dreamin')

In my opinion.. nothing is more appealing on a girl than tattoos. Not many people would agree. But I believe nothing is sexier than covering your body in art. Art that can define where you were at that exact time in your life.
What you were into, what you were going through and how you felt about life. It can all be seen by looking at people's tattoos.

It baffles me that there are people who think tattoos are ugly. There is absolutely nothing disgusting about tattoos. Unless it's a big tribal sleeve or barbed wire biceps. But those people get tattoos just for the sake of getting tattoos. There is no thought behind what they're getting, they just think it looked cool on the guy at the bar the other night.
The way I describe my tattoos to those narrow minded baby boomers who hate them, is like this... Picture your living room. You want to fill it with stuff that reminds you of your life. Some nice paintings, pictures of your family, some statues and basically everything you're into. But why do you do that? Because you want people to see what your life is all about when they come over and you love that stuff enough to have it in your home.. My body is like my living room. Except I can walk around and have that stuff I'm passionate about engraved into my flesh.

Plus on top of all that, if you get something done by somebody who has a good rep in the tattoo realm... Your body will look way cooler covered in art.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

The only lying I would do is in the bed with you.




This song is hitting the spot this morning

I can't figure out how I get bad songs stuck in my head though.. Like the one below...





My head is plagued with good music one day.. then it's infiltrated by shit like Swing by Savage. I'm not saying I hate the song either. I fucking love it. But I don't get why. I never listen to ballin' ass club dance hip hop.

I desperately hope that this doesn't lead me to start being into like... Soulja boy or something...
yikes

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Passin' me by

Sometimes it feels like life is one big joke. Especially when you are outside in a t-shirt one day. Feeling comfortable and ready for summertime. Then the next, you're shovelling two feet of snow from the sidewalk. If there is a God... then he must be one cruel bastard. And I say he "...because there is no possible way a woman could fuck things up this bad" (George Carlin)

I really want a cigarette right now. Every time I turn on the tv and change the channel, there is somebody smoking. You know that old saying "desperate times call for desperate measures"? Well I'm desperate for one... but there is no fucking way I'm brave enough to walk through two feet of snow to 7-11 for a pack of cigarettes. I would rather sit in front of the tv watching other people enjoy the smoke entering their lungs.


This city is killing my motivation...
But at least shit like this will keep me laughing..

Saturday, March 21, 2009

I'ma Be Alright



Alright. I don't know what people are thinking when they said the new Watchmen movie was good. Because it is the furthest thing from it. The acting reminded me of an elementary school play. They absolutely slaughtered the storyline by removing Veidt's alien/monster from the movie. After they didn't incorporate that I was ready to leave. Infact some guy behind me did leave. Lucky.

If you want your movie to be taken seriously... don't put Mickey from Seinfeld in it and make him be the "head honcho" in the jail with Rorschach.
The only things that made me appreciate the movie was how well they did the opening credits to Bob Dylan's Times They Are Changin and Kelly from Bad News Bears did a great job with Rorsschach.

What made them think "oh hey the crazy girl from Heartbreak Kid will be taken seriously if she takes up the role as Silk Spectre 2"... she sucks so bad. She looks like a really big ugly fish.



I'm over this.



Things that are motivating me
Weather
Brother Ali
Headphones
Markers on paper

Saturday, March 14, 2009

"Guilty of being white" - Minor Threat

I was wondering today. As much as we all try and act colorblind, every body still can differ a black and a white guy. And everybody has heard their fair share of native, asian, black, or purple racist jokes. But I've still never heard a joke about a white guy? I'm not saying that white people are pure and there is nothing wrong with them. But it's actually a little shitty that we are so bland and boring as a race. I would love to hear a white guy joke one day. I wouldn't get offended infact I would be psyched.

What does a white guy do on his day off?
Buys a tie... Picks up his drycleaning...
Booooring...

The only thing remotely close to a white guy joke is being called a cracker. or a honky. But I want to hear a joke. A knock knock joke, a bar joke, anything really.

I'm done.

Friday, March 6, 2009

ROTFLMAO

How fucking hard is it to just say "ha ha". I don't want to decipher a fucking anagram to find out if somebody finds something funny or not.

And seriously, how do you laugh your ass off? Who came up with that term? Does it mean you were laughing so hard that your ass literally fell off? Or you were laughing so hard you shit yourself? I feel disgusted when i see "ROTFLMAO" because they're pretty much saying they're rolling around in their own shit. And seeing how it's mostly females who use this horrid internet term, that's not attractive. Infact I would never be able to look at you with any form of sexual interest again.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Everywhere we go




I've been alot friendlier to people as of lately. I don't know why. Maybe it's my new singularity, maybe it's from reading Micheal Jordan's book? Who knows. All I know is that it's cool to be told by people how much nicer I've been.


But now onto the things that are really pissing me off.

-You ever notice that the only guys who get in fights at the bar are the ones who get all drunk before hand and say stuff along the lines of "I'm gonna get so much fuckin' pussy tonight, you fuckin fucks don't even fuckin know" But then normal guys end up taking the girls home, and these cocksocks get pissed off and start fights. Go fuck yourselves

-People who drive hummers. I guess you really do need the fourwheel drive on the rough terrain in Winnipeg Manitoba.

-Dudes who roll up their sleeves or wear muscle shirts to rep their badass tribal tatts. (do you seriously still have no clue how fucking gay tribal tattoos are?)

-The fact that some of my friends are spending winter in nicaragua, hanging out, and i'm here freezing my fucking ass off getting the worst booters and frostbite.

There's more. but I'll save it for another day.

Friday, February 13, 2009

So much trouble in the world.



This is what I've been doing with my time. FTW


Who decided that Valentines day was a legitimate holiday? Fuck valentines day.
I don't have a girlfriend, but if I did, I don't want to be told what day to surprise her with a nice dinner or something.

"It's February 14th, looks like I've got to stop beating my wife and verbally abusing her and actually take her out. But tomorrow I'm getting right back to it"

If you need to be told a day to surprise your lover with chocolates or flowers, you're not actually getting the whole meaning of love. Love would be surprising them with shit like that every day of the year.



Anyways.

I moved home, and it is the best. All I do is draw, listen to bob marley and eat the best meals. My mom is like Martha Stewart. Minus the jail thing.

Other than that I have nothing more to say.

peace

Monday, January 19, 2009

You Know These God Damn Streets Are So Gritty, With Sour Milk From Titties That'll Spoil The City




Counting down the days until I finally see the GZA live in action.


Last week I got in my first car mishap. I slid 15 feet on the ice and collided with the bumper of a huge ass white truck. His truck was barely damaged, a little dent in the back, exhaust pipe a little off center and a bit of paint from my car on there too. But my car on the other hand, is completely fucked up. It still runs. But the hood is bent up and my light is smashed in. According to MPI, this accident is my fault. Which makes sense, but it is still absolute horseshit. I did stop about fifteen feet behind this guy, but thanks to our good old pal Jack Frost, the street was icy. After sliding those fifteen feet and not being able to do anything about it (since it was rush hour and I would hit someone else too if I were to get in another lane) I'm now forced to drive around in a fucked up car that looks like Godzilla did a number on it. I'm thankful that it still drives and nobody was hurt.

This mishap makes me hate this city so much more than usual. I want to move the fuck away. Somewhere with a underground subway, warmer winters and less fucking idiots.

I have nothing more to say.

Saturday, January 10, 2009