technology, sheesh! really ruins the romanticism of it all.

fuck, i’m really tired. feel sorta shitty. need to post something though.

so, i was at a “sober” party last week and there were kids playing beer pong w/ red bull. wtf. really on all counts: sober party , red bull, etc. sounds like a recipe for fucking disaster. and an anxiety attack.

then, at the dodo fest, something slightly more amusing but equally pathetic: bros playing actual beer pong in mexican wrestling masks.

so the do-division street fest is this weekend and i spent too may hours their yesterday listening to shitty bands, eating overpriced crap and looking at crappy “artisanal” jewelry. rather than dwell on the myriad expressions of shit, i will report upon the few positive moments in otherwise dreary, dull, fuckwadity.

Travis doing his flips:

i said, “oh my goodness gracious!” and then laugh like a retarded nasal tool who is allergic to milk. what the fuck. i need an apron and more fiber in my diet.

the infamous “rape drums” of division

Pelican was the only band i gave a fuck about set to play, so at 7 (the time stated in the promotional material for Pelican) i moved over to the proper stage to see these dimfuck bastards with their pop top uberfag music.

NOT PELICAN

thankfully this was rectified.

PELICAN

my buddy, a drummer of no small skill, spent much of the time viciously mocking pelican’s drummer, and yes, after being so edumacated, he sucks balls. but it was good show. this was followed by rain.

Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one getting burned.

–CHUCK U FARLIE

view of the lyric opera house from the river. apparently it was built by a guy who then became penniless and destitute and altogether fucked up, drunk and miserable. at least he had carmen. 

nice detailing:

in the words of kanye west, “my friend shows me pictures of his kids and i show him pictures of my cribs.”

suck my pathos jack.

“yes my friend, the vagina of the giant spring hare is most succulent. please sample, but do not become greedy. it will ruin a man. your wife will seem a dry husk, your daughter no better.”

bill jr., he was a daredevil!!!!!

wait for barry’s sweet entrance about 2 min. in. babs really hams it the fuck up.

i’d fuck me hard

Three things cannot be long hidden.

The sun, the moon, and my balls.

shitbag blackhawks fan: TWO – OOOHH BRO, fuck yah, we gonna sweep them philly fucks!

other shitbag blackhawks fan: right on dude, Ima gonna stick a cheesesteak up yer bunghole motherfuckers! Lord Stanley’s gonna take a dump on the liberty bell fuckers!

first shitbag blackhawks fan: woohoooo! Fuck yeah dude. 4 games and it’s over dude. Mark it down, what I said, just right now. fuck yeah. Kick ass dude. KANE! KANE! KANE!

other shitbag blackhawks fan: right on bro! woohoo!….. hey dude wait a second. That’s like the most badass thing I’ve ever seen.

first shitbag blackhawks fan: what dude? Mr. T fighting UFC?

other shitbag blackhawks fan: no dude, but that’d be pretty wicked. But check out that lion bro.

first shitbag blackhawks fan: which lion dude?

other shitbag blackhawks fan: the lion over there with the blackhawks helmet on.

first shitbag blackhawks fan: oh my fucking god. That is so badass. There’s a lion. And it’s a blackhawks fan. FUCK YOU PHILLY! Eat a dick bitches! They don’t got lions prowling the streets and shit in hockey gear. Fuck yeah. GO HAWKS!!!!!

other shitbag blackhawks fan: woo dude, I just had a thought. What’s that big ass building behind the lion? What if the lion is like guarding treasure or some shit inside. Like gold and jewels and naked bitches?

first shitbag blackhawks fan: fuck yes dude. And like beer and mad weed. And like a big screen TV and nachos and shit cause its like hockey lion.

other shitbag blackhawks fan: that would be so fucking sick bro. we should check it out.

TO BE CONTINUED……

check out part 1 HERE