Too hot for Dolores Park
I burnt to a crisp on Sunday when Self Edge and friends went to picnic out at Dolores Park. Tons of crazy Obama donuts and freaky deeky clowns were in attendance. We went apeshit over some Miracle Fruit tablets and indulged in some witchcraft and sweet delights. It’s so fucking weird but lemon slices and honeydew tastes so good with this shit.
Fuck your deep v-neck shirt
Radaronline explores the douchebag neck phenomenon.
Just be careful how low you go. “It’s getting pretty close to being a vest as it is,” Polk points out. “It’s, like, another three inches and that’s a vest, motherfucker.”
It’s okay, I still look good in them.
Eagle Eye trailer
After watching this I think my feeling of dislike toward Shia LaBeouf lends itself well to this type of movie, where I get to see him almost die a handful of times. That being said, Disturbia wasn’t so bad. Since this is another D.J. Caruso film, Eagle Eye shouldn’t be disappointing either.
Escalator spinning
I will try this next time and fail epically.
Jerk it
Slightly erotic raw chicken discodance with an Asian blonde hipster from East Williamsburg.
Polaroid at Bocce Ball
Courtesy of Sonny’s flickr.
Note: You can observe my conspicuously crooked nose. I swear I’m looking straight at the camera…
Boys Club bocce ball 2008
Since I returned to San Francisco, I haven’t been online much. Considering my parents still have DSL circa 2000, I had good incentive to get hammered and throw heavy balls around. Epic game of bocce ball…Boys Club vs. Team B.S.P.
Sleeping over at JFK airport
I left Toronto at 10 A.M. by car to Buffalo, and waited for a delayed flight to JFK airport. Because of the weather delay, I miss my connecting to San Francisco and ended up sleeping overnight at the shitty Delta terminals. It blew ass. I caught the 8:40 A.M. flight back to San Francisco and spent over 24 hours trying to get back home…just to save myself $300.
I’m not sure if it was worth it.