What a great month. I spent a well with family near Virginia Beach... and although 4 toddlers and 3 dogs is a party in itself I got a lot of time with my rad pup on the beach. I was nervous that she might spaz out but she sat like a statue when I went in the water. She's a killer not a swimmer apparently. To end that segment we all went and shot each other with paintballs. Moral of that story? Nick will shoot you in the face. Not that it was intentional... that just seems to be the only thing people poke out from behind things. HahaSo after that I was supposed to chill with my dad and help him build a covered porch which would have been cool but he decided that being a stressed out prick was more important. So that lasted a record 35 minutes and I got to make a Rockstar exit with my dog. She was apparently also ready to go lol. Ended up crashing at my sisters for a couple days then headed to charlotte for a weekend music festival.
Hippies are fucking weird now. What on earth happened? Like...for real. It was like watching a bunch of plastic unicorns wrestling a hippy for his glow stick after too much mdma. But I munched down a handful of fungus and had a great time. ... then it was back east to the coast.
The wilmington tattoo convention was a huge success. It was the first year for the show, and our first show as The Hunt Club. Basically we get to do shows with our friends from all over and sit in the same booth. The guys won 5 awards including a tattoo of the day. The beach house was awesome. Bunch of pretty wives and gfs hanging out with us stinky shit talking artists, staying pretty consistently drunk and stoned, more beach, boogie boards, fresh caught dinner.... you get the idea... so now for pictures!
