oldskoolpat

hey, hope everybody had a great weekend. mine was pretty cool. i worked friday night and saturday morning, but i had the rest of the weekend off.

a couple of friends called me up, and we talked about getting out of this hellhole called dover. i decided to drive down to the beach at o.c. and chill in my folk's condo for a couple of days. the first order of business was to arm ourselves to the teeth. i bought a 30 pack o' beer, a bottle of jack daniels, a very friendly bag of tree, and other assorted goodies for the trip. i had just got paid so i still had money left over. the girls stuffed some goodies in their bras and we took off. we arrived in o.c. and immediately set out to drink some of our wares. this is always a good idea because then you don't want to get ripped in a bar and drop a hundred bucks in the process. after catching a little buzz we took off for seacrets (jamaica usa). this is oc's biggest bar and it was friggin' packed on sat. night. i was surprised because, well, its november! but we couldn't get in because one of my friend's i.d.'s was expired and they are i.d. nazi's.

so we ended up going to pepper's tavern. much more low-key, lots of locals and skaters go there. and they have a rocking jukebox (social d, ramones, clash, motorhead, peter tosh, etc.) it was pretty cool. the next day i got to hit the oc bowl and get some exercise for the first time in four months. this place has a twelve foot halfpipe with a two-foot vert extension on it. i got myself to drop in on this monster with the help of some local kids who counted to three for me (i cannot actually drop in on five feet of straight down-vertical ramp if i think about it very long). so i was really happy that i still can do the damned thing. then we hit nick's house of ribs and chicken.. that place is the shit!! fo' real.

now i've got a test to study for.. wish me luck.

brian bobell is a fake, wannabe piece of shit.