Sunday, September 27, 2009

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Sunday, September 20, 2009

NYC Kicked My Ass, and i Loved It

Can't stop the headache.

Two bars, countless money spent, old man confrontations with our drunken friends, chicks puking, taxi cab rides, proper rager, half a pack of cigarettes smoked, tired travelers, where did everyone go? 4:19AM train back home? drinking in Penn Station at 3:30AM to ease the hangover, brief hysteria caused by sleep deprivation, miserable, train arrives, hangover hits, sleep on train, people talking loudly, get home by 5:15AM, sleeping on the couch.

Friday, September 18, 2009

Stream of Thought

i just got back from the nutty irishman in farmingdale. I had a good time with my friends, nothing too out of the ordinary, heres whats going through my mind ...

girls are a peculiar breed of human, they love attention and when guys are all over them, but however they wont tell you that. theres this unspoken rule between male and females, guys MUST approach girls otherwise they wont get anywhere. i guess im fucked when it comes to that. i feel like its sort of silly. all these girls seem the same, you know? we get it, you dress slutty, you do your little dance routine that you practiced with your friends, and blah blah blah. they like that certain type of douche bag to approach them. I get ignored because i dont have an affliction shirt or muscles or have an ego thats far too large.

people who think, or think outside the proverbial box get shunned because they seem like there too much to take. Talk about religion, or current topics and your sure to get shut down. If you dont watch MTV or go to the gym then your shit out of luck. Class, good taste and being a reserved human are sort of frowned upon when your out at night

when your out at night i know that your supposed to rage, and im always down to rage but i suppose some nights people can get to you.

i know im not good looking, im not trying to lash out on the girls who dont notice me, im just trying to give an honest example of long island nightlife...through my own eyes.

now dont get me wrong, i love the nightlife, i love drinking with my friends but everywhere i go i come to the same conclusions. is life a vapid pool of popular culture loving, god fearing, shallow puppets?

not everyone should think the same, and im not complaining that the general public and myself dont see eye to eye, but its that everyone IS the same...or at least everyone i come across. Im no groundbreaking revelation, but i can honestly claim to have free thought. Im not constrained to popluar culture for my conversations.

i dont know, i guess this is going nowhere. A confused stream of thought.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Hank Hill Quote

"id rather die with a burger in my colon, then to have to eat tofu"

fuck yeah Hank, fuck yeah.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Temporary Insanity

To break up the routine of going to the same bars on the island, a bunch of us decided to go to manhattan, back to Stouts on w34th street. Just as rad as i remember, but this time we found out there was a downstairs with karaoke and a dance party. A lot of alcohol was consumed, and a lot of money was spent. We arrived at penn station around 1:30ish, our train was boarding, and everyone got on, except for myself, rich, and matt. i think it might have been temporary insanity, but we were drunk and really excited and thought we should just stay as long as possible. The train departs, and everyone we were with seemed really confused as to why we werent on the train with them. So we walk back up to the street level and just sorta wander about, and grab a bite in a McDonalds. The next train home was at 2:53am. As we waited, we ran into Pat and Rory which was cool. Suck on these blurry Blackberry camera phone pictures i drunkenly snapped.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Max Headroom - the art of paranoimia

classic 80s character, Max Headroom was a character who was supposed to be artificial intelligence. He did coke commercials, had his own tv show and did this music video. I remember staying up late one night and seeing this on tv when i was super young, it sorta freaked me out but now i know its just a corny joke...still i think this is awesome. Im glad i found this.

Check out his coke commercial!

Sunday, September 6, 2009


Ohhhhhh snapppp, did that dog just break it down witht hat other dude right there in the street? yall gonna make me lose my mind, up in here,up in here.

Friday, September 4, 2009

Gibbons and Friendy


Tim Heidecker is my Hero

Tim rulz. simple as that. If you dont know why, well, then...i just feel sorry for you. Here's a clip of his dad summing up a family vacation in 2 words. Oh! did you know Tim got stabbed by a kid who smoked pot laced with PCP back in 2007? Google it.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

List of Awful


Ed Hardy, Affliction, all over print shirts, short spiky hair, sunglasses at night, weird jeans with dress shoes, taking steroids, watching MTV, girls making kissy faces and tanning too much, making that stupid peace sign backwards pose for photos, talking about yourself constantly, abercrombie and fag, hollister, those sandals sticker for your car, going to the website/using the phrase FML, saying "bro" a lot in a serious manner, button up shirts with print on them, taking facebook photos with your head tilted to one side making some sort of serious pose, thinking your #1, believing in God, believing you matter, listening to Lady Gaga, being an uninformed member of society, thinking America is #1, being ignorant, being boring, thinking your so hot and on top of fashion even though everyone around you looks like you, you go along with the masses