January 2010
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Discovery
When I hear the word discovery, I think of the parody song me and my best friend wrote a long time ago, very high on Marajuana. It is set to the tune of “Born to Be Wild”
“Get your engine running,
head out on the freeway,
looking for discovery,
and what ever comes near us!”
That is as far as we ever got, and honestly, that was as far as it needed to go. This is...
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Vices
Saturday. February Seventeen. Nineteen-Ninety Four.
Me and my pal Sam were sitting on my couch, watching a little television. My apartment was unusually hot this morning. I had the feeling something was up. Shit, was I ever right.
“Sam, I’m going to make some Elios, you want a plank?” I asked.
“Yeah dude, that would be so boss! Also, sweet tri-colored windbreaker...
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Momentum
Martin parked in my goddamn spot again. I swear I’m going to tell the landlord and get him in so much trouble. What is the point of having our own spots if nobody is going to abide by the code?? Honestly, my neighbors are savages. I guess I’ll write him another stern letter.
On Saturdays, after spending the day with Mom-Mom and Pep-Pep, I like to try to watch the all six Star Wars...
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