Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Best Vacation Ever.









































































































































Although, I never want to step foot in JFK airport again.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

The Sky is Falling. We Must Tell the President.

About 2 years ago I was trying to build myself a custom lowrider bike.
I was bored at work and found this website that had all kinds of lowrider parts.
I never ended up building it, but I think I should get some of these things for my bmx:





And of course, all should be gold.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

I wish they had fun things like this in New York.
It's a different kind of fun. You wouldn't understand.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Ain't No Party...

Happy Birthday Mishood!
It's not a celebration without Andre. Serious.

Someone partied a little too hard.


Best day of their lives.
See?

Philly's finest...


Some party.


Heart Christian.



Other things:

Friday, March 5, 2010

Who the hell is that?

Who the hell is that?


Here I am talking to Mario at Andy's Young Robots party last week:
The face doesn't bother me so much since I was talking, but what's up with those sausage arms?


Do I really look that much different in pictures than I do in the mirror?
Why do I have no chin in pictures? Do I have no chin in real life?
Why do I look like a tub in pictures? Do I look like a tub in real life?
Am I more of a sausage than I suspected?
What's going on here?

I'll end with this picture from the same party since I don't have a double chin and you can't really tell how sausagy my arms are. The funny thing is that the only reason I have that t shirt on is because when I was getting dressed I was cold and didn't feel like taking it off. It doesn't even go with everything else I have on. Way to go big loser.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

I don't know what you're talking about when you say "Italian Ice".


I'm making a list for my friend Dee Dee of restaurants to go to in Philly, and on my list is John's Water Ice, which is owned by my dad's cousins.
My dad used to take us (my sister and I) there when we were little and get giant cups of water ice.
In New York there's Italian Ice, which is generally the same thing, except the texture is different. Water Ice is much more refreshing and smooth. Oh and I think in New York you can't get a gelati, which is a parfait of water ice and frozen custard or ice cream...it's the best summer dessert. My favorite is black cherry water ice with chocolate custard. Now I wish I had one.