Goddammit, I'm still too lazy to figure out how to put a picture of myself up on my profile!
Just got back from 2 weeks on the road. My traveling companion took a shit off the 5th floor balcony of the Sheraton Safari hotel in lovely Orlando, Fla. We were just sitting around drinking some beer, and the next thing I know, he's sitting up on the railing with a big turd hanging out of his ass. It was very funny. The next day we looked for the poop, but it was nowhere to be found. Good times!
Philly was cool. We hit South Street (for about an hour) and were impressed with all the Rasta stores and buildings faced with broken plates, bike wheels, beer bottles and shit. We ate at a place called "tattooed Mom", and I was going to put up some SG stickers in the bathroom, but there were already 2 of them up. Try the falafel there, it was really good (and a yuengling on tap - they don't have that stuff up here in Milwaukee, so it's a nice treat any time I'm on the east coast)
Anyone love a good dine & dash? Well, I do. We ate dinner at a TGI Friday's near disney world, and ran uop a huge tab with $20 steaks and those $5 beers, and just up and hauled ass off into the night. The place was so busy due to it being in the vicinity of the disney complex, that nobody even noticed. The part that makes the story funny is that our meal was on company time and we didn't even have to pay for it anyway!
Easter was cool (and 420 holiday if you're into smoke) because I got to see my daughter in Orlando. I only see her like twice a year, and she only found out recently that I am her biological father. (she's almost 7 now) I think she's a bit weirded out about all that because she's been told by her mom her whole life that her dad is some other guy. I'm just glad they finally told her, cause if they waited till she was in high school or something she would have been really pissed off.
On the way back, we stopped up in the mountains to see my grandparents. My grandpa had these inflatable kayaks and we hit Lake Ocoee in eastern tennesseee for some back to nature type fun. It was pretty wild being the only two motherfuckers for miles!
We drove into nearby Helen, GA and I got hooked up with a new tattoo, a band of flames around my left arm. It hurt like shit when he was outlining practically up in my armpit. Now I'm tat-happy again and can't wait to get some fresh ink.
That's all for now. I'll be in NYC and Toronto (unless they quarrantine the city because of SARS) in the next couple of weeks. Should be a good time
Just got back from 2 weeks on the road. My traveling companion took a shit off the 5th floor balcony of the Sheraton Safari hotel in lovely Orlando, Fla. We were just sitting around drinking some beer, and the next thing I know, he's sitting up on the railing with a big turd hanging out of his ass. It was very funny. The next day we looked for the poop, but it was nowhere to be found. Good times!
Philly was cool. We hit South Street (for about an hour) and were impressed with all the Rasta stores and buildings faced with broken plates, bike wheels, beer bottles and shit. We ate at a place called "tattooed Mom", and I was going to put up some SG stickers in the bathroom, but there were already 2 of them up. Try the falafel there, it was really good (and a yuengling on tap - they don't have that stuff up here in Milwaukee, so it's a nice treat any time I'm on the east coast)
Anyone love a good dine & dash? Well, I do. We ate dinner at a TGI Friday's near disney world, and ran uop a huge tab with $20 steaks and those $5 beers, and just up and hauled ass off into the night. The place was so busy due to it being in the vicinity of the disney complex, that nobody even noticed. The part that makes the story funny is that our meal was on company time and we didn't even have to pay for it anyway!
Easter was cool (and 420 holiday if you're into smoke) because I got to see my daughter in Orlando. I only see her like twice a year, and she only found out recently that I am her biological father. (she's almost 7 now) I think she's a bit weirded out about all that because she's been told by her mom her whole life that her dad is some other guy. I'm just glad they finally told her, cause if they waited till she was in high school or something she would have been really pissed off.
On the way back, we stopped up in the mountains to see my grandparents. My grandpa had these inflatable kayaks and we hit Lake Ocoee in eastern tennesseee for some back to nature type fun. It was pretty wild being the only two motherfuckers for miles!
We drove into nearby Helen, GA and I got hooked up with a new tattoo, a band of flames around my left arm. It hurt like shit when he was outlining practically up in my armpit. Now I'm tat-happy again and can't wait to get some fresh ink.
That's all for now. I'll be in NYC and Toronto (unless they quarrantine the city because of SARS) in the next couple of weeks. Should be a good time