keyed in: July 2009

the grouch once called himself a simple man who liked pretty things. what an admirable thing to be it seems to me. living in brooklyn. working in advertising. tons of fun with a slender frame and few cases of wit. drink up.

Monday, July 20, 2009


(The BarBQue Tavern in Carlise. Immediately spotted as "NOT Locals." Served, Hated and Vacated promptly.)

Bruegger's. Check.
Fathead. Check.
Headwich. Check.
Bad Joke. Check.
Flamboyant statue. Check.

"Whattup Son"
Vince's specialty
Pittsburgh Gran Prix
The calm before the storm

"The sax man is ALWAYS here."

"We crossed a bridge!"
These guys is proud Degos

More rain
SOO Appropriate
Not appropriate at all

"wait steve, where do you want to go?"

"I am available for an interview."

They rolled out the fireworks for our arrival

Big 21
The Dark White

Highlighter Party!
D.Y. K. Unicorns sh*t rainbows
Trampires abound

Too Cool Kyle
Vince feeling "Electric"
PA 6 packs 2go
Remembering: God NO
Capocolla nipples...

Monday, July 13, 2009

The Coming Together of Slappy and Meliss