February 2012
12 posts
DRIPPY KETCHUP BOTTLE
Is a song about some bitchie girl on her period.
I wrote half of it today.
Meet DJ Salinger of WHRW →
My cool friend recently got a show on WHRW.fm this semester as DJ Salinger. Tune in on http://www.whrwfm.org/ every Wednesday at 5 in the fucking morning because I know your insomnia problems are sooo bad that you’re probably up around this time, fidgeting with your fingers to the ticking clock not knowing what to do with your life. Well, my friend…I’d say you should let DJ...
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January 2012
7 posts
Move on and...head for the BRASS MONKEY.
Now that it’s done for now…I’m gonna go finish this draft, sleep, wake up early, go to campus, buy cheap drinks on my way to my friend’s house, talk about shit, drink all afternoon, and hopefully sober up by the time that meeting starts. I owe my friend a 40 anyway and it’s been long overdue so I’ll pitch in a sunny D and make them some brass monkey. If I could...
Cops stepped into my life once again.
Cops are always involved in my life.
Today, two cops came to our house. They were [] this close to turning our house upside down for an investigation because we were accused for stealing some well-heeled girls’ cellphones at the bar AND then hiding their sim cards somewhere in our house just so we can do illegal shit under the table. Thankfully, they didn’t strip our house down, but...
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Merrifield Records →
My friends and I or rather THEY need your help. They need a few more “likes” on the Merrifield Records page to reach a whoppin’ 1K, so I hope you click the link above and check em out. If you dig the project, then let em know by hitting the “like” / thumb up button! No pressure.
Grapes
I’ve been asked numerous times “If you had to get a tattoo, what would it be?”
Grapes.
When I get old and wrinkly, they’d only look like raisins and I love raisins.
December 2011
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Dreams are just fogs around you.
The dumbest thing that you can possibly do is to talk about your dreams.
Never talk about them.
Dream goal, dream project, dream job, dream whatever you come up with in your head…keep those to yourself. The more you talk about them, the more those would remain as dream figments in your poor choice of thinking.
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November 2011
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Sketchy Fried Cheeeeeken!
You know that sketchy fried chicken shop? Not even sure why I’m asking you guys this…it’s not like a lot of people in my area read this. So, I’ve been there five times. Watched my friends take care of business with the dealer.
Out of those five times…I have not tried a single piece of their fried chicken. Now I’m really curious…I should probably go there...
Turning 21 at the opening of 2012 is going to be...
Just fucking pointless.
On my way to Rochester. I met a dude at the bookstore reading Lord of the Flies. We talked. We went to the sports bar restaurant where he bought me a few drinks. We bitched about life and then talked about our goals and how we wouldn’t reach our real goals. After an hour of just sitting and crying at the park, I said goodbye to him. Crying does not always mean...
October 2011
6 posts
Working on getting ear gauges. Yeah...mom would be...
A quick update on what’s been going on.
Recently started up on longboarding. I still need to buy my own longboard (how many times have I said this already???), but thanks to those who have been lending me their longboard. Fun, therapeutic sport indeed.
A classmate from UPitt sent me a message about someone he knows (Benny) who runs Music City in my area and wants to diversify the music...
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September 2011
2 posts
Flood, the blood of nature in Binghamton
Binghamton is currently up to their waist in putrid water (if you look at how we treat the Earth, I’m pretty sure our pH level isn’t looking too pretty). We were all told to refrain from sink water as much as possible and if necessary, we’d have to boil them first to prevent gnarly microorganisms from crawling into our feeble bodies. I moved here thinking I would be able to...
unique questions. first dive into my past.
Get to know me. These are questions directed to me on formspring, I’ve decided to post my response on here as well.
Q: Why did you throw your tv out the window??
I was probably under the influence of bulbocapnine. My friends reprehensibly brought catalepsy into my system with some of that substance and then hypnotically ordered me to throw my $$$ tv out the window because that choleric...
August 2011
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Hello again, Central Florida
I FINALLY told dad that I’m leaving Florida in 10 days. He yelled with rancor, and heavily breathed down on the dining table while clenching his fist as if he were going to deliver me a knuckle sandwich straight to my nose. After collecting his cools for an hour, he gave me an “ok..nevermind. i actually don’t give a damn” in a very lackadaisical tone of voice. Whew, at...
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LONDON: EN ROUTE TO RECOVERY.
LONDON: EN ROUTE TO RECOVERY. Raise your bullbozer push broom in the air.
Ned Hepburn: The Worst Roommates In The History Of... →
nedhepburn:
A few years back I had these two roommates, Pat and Dave.
I was renting the smaller of two rooms from a 50 year old gay man named Dave, who, for all intents and purposes, was a well meaning guy that suffered from CGS (Comically Gay Syndrome) as well as severe bouts of depression, which he would…