-guru, gangstarr
monday april 3rd
it's been a little bit since i got ill mail, then catchoper hooked me up twice in two days, respek!
wreck issue#11 in effect
shit that i eat that i'm reluctant to be too stoked on: hella pasta with hella-yeast... no greens no protein... trife, but delish...
jimbo on some illegal lunch type shit
found
jimbo....
and in the golden hour...
theres no justice, it's just us.
meach hooked me up with some pad thai mix, psyched
meanwhile on corydon...
tuesday april 4th
meach came over and she took me around to ill places she knew to shoot photos. thanks yo! art type film photos coming sometime...
there were lots of drawings and scrapbooks, they reminded me of that henry darger bro, i gots ta get that documentary, if anyone knows the name of it, message me...
altona mall
then meach took me canooing on a field in a popped canoe
dins with the blizzard
wednesday april 5th
early to rise... off to north dakota with ty-ty and bednash
drawing parallels
conducting international trade....
pron
taco villa again, they thought they'd throw a couple shreds on there for me...
but the inside was legit
bednash was on some "fuck eating out of baskets" type shit...
borderguard: those your vans???
tyler: yeah.
borderguard: those vans aren't cool man.
tyler: in utter shock...
decide for yourself...
a coupe kilometres from the city, a deer hit the fuck out of bednash's van, so i had to turn back and pick him up. he was understandeably shaken up... deers are hella-big...
thrusday april 6th
orientation for spring cleanup, i usually dont catch the sunrise golden hour, so i was psyched...
i aint tryin' to cover it up... i hate sports... training kids to be competitive is some neoliberal alterior motive shit...
psyched...
good name... R.I.P.
james and i went to the bakery 'cause he wanted a muffin
and this lovely young lady was there. thanks meg!
No comments:
Post a Comment