The Car, The Car, The Car is On Fire!

Some of us went to Jackie Reilys for a drunken night out, and to celebrate Matt's sister Amy's birthday. So after many brews and stuff, i did The Killers song "spaceman" on karaoke with Amy. After the performance i got to high five some folks i havent seen in a long time, like Sean and Erin, who used to work with me back in the day. On the way back home, Jokes got a fire call...two cars were on fire in the Ale House parking lot....GNARLY! We show up to find just that, two cars a'blazing. While i snapped a few Blackberry photos this one ugly broad starts getting angry cos its her friends cars. She calls me and Marisa "disgraces to humanity". Marisa narrowly avoided a fight and we just laughed in that random girls ugly face. Wow. What a Wednesday, right? Fuckin' A!

Donezo

Well, it was a helluva night last evening. Standard Thursday night at Faddy Malones, with a pretty large crew. I believe I drank far more then i would have liked to, and completely destroyed myself, tot he point where i couldn't speak or make movements. I barely remember being dropped off home. I just went to sleep in my clothes and slept there, in what was sort of like a fake coma. Then morning comes. Morning was awful, as i woke up, headed to the bathroom and, still drunk, threw up multiple times. I layed down on the bathroom floor for what seemed to be about 15 minutes, before i proceeded to go back to sleep, and lay there once again in a drunken sleep. I woke up about 12:00pm, took a shower, which helped out a lot, and noticed i have a black and blue bruise on my wrist; how it got there is any person's guess. Anyway, i made two English Muffins and took some Tylenol. Now I'm going to take a nap before I have to go to Philadelphia with Matt to see The National.

I really want to take a break from drinking...or at least have a fair few and call it a night.

Thursday Throwdown

Pat's cousin made this sign, and told Jesse and myself to lay down under it looking dead.

Hopefully people come in and ask for the Swine Flu vaccination, and get a gnarly shot to drunken there arse up!

Thursday night has been the Faddy Malone's night for a couple weeks now. It's a small, lame bar with lame patrons, but dammit, it's our local boozer. Patrick's cousin Jennifer is a bartender there and we get almost all of our drinks for free. This evening was no exception. I walked to Faddy's to meet Rich and Jesse and Doyle. Jennifer gave us these shots she makes up, that are insanity...pure insanity. Afterwards Rich and myself met up with Matt, Miller, and Chris. We went to the Ale House. The night ended at Rich's house. His mom, Laura, gave me some meatballs. They were rad. Now im going to go to sleep because i have to skate tomorrow and re-thread my trucks to fit the new wheels on, and eventually put my new Jerry Hsu Enjoi deck together.

RAGE

Photo from my Blackberry:

DONE-ZO!

Frat Party

Ironic Drinking Contest.

At some point, irony went out the window.

After beer number 6.

ClownFarmer.

Pump your fists to this.

Gonna' Paint Your Wagon

While You Were Skating...

The Birthday Boy/Man

It was Matt's birthday Tuesday. We had a mad party. Pizza, burgers, coke, cake, and beers for days. Happy 22nd Matthew!

Valentines Day

I havent a girlfriend in the world, this day aint for me, nor will it ever be i fear. im drunk as well you see what i mean?>when i get low i get high/.

SOoOoO WaStEd

Happy New Year 2009

Well then, it's been a helluva year.

Good and bad.

I got obliterated at Rich's house last night on Patron and Bud Light.

It's all a blurry memory now.

Sorry Rich, (if you ever read my blog), for throwing up on your back porch.

Its better then throwing up in that little bowl you gave me.

Also thanks for letting me sleep over.

Today i nursed my hangover when i got back home by watching the NHL Winter Classic between Detroit and Chicago at Wrigley Field.

It's 2009 and Clownfarmer is still here.

This blog took a nice shape, covering food, skateboarding, hockey, soccer, television, movies, and my general life experiences/adventures/irreverent nonsense.

Sorry for the puke, Rich.

Halloween Is Crazy.

I don't have any crazy photos for you today, but don't worry because there are plenty insane photos of chaos from last evening, floating around...
For now, feast your eyes on two of the oddest costumes/accessories that i stumbled upon at a Halloween store.

what do you wanna be little Timmy? Superhero? Monster?...No! I wanna be a UPS driver.

This is just plain racist.

I had one of the craziest nights last evening, which happened to be Halloween. Insanity with some good friends in Manhattan and later in Brooklyn. My head is a little fuzzy today....maybe too much Champagne. That's right. CHAMPAGNE!

Thank you to Mike, Hana, Dan King, Dan Unger, Pat Ryan and anybody who gave me a cigarette & a lighter on the roof of that party.