1. Don’t even think about skateboarding while holding rollerskates!
2. Deep fried cheese cake? Oh Hell yeah it’s a good idea… (at the time).
3. Oh, and Creature Lee… He knows how to party. Tall cans on the train tracks, boardwalk rides, shitty food, bottomless beers… Good times fellas.. Good times.
A grip of us all went to see the band skeletonwitch on Sunday night at the Parkside. After consuming more then a few beers, and for a reason unknown even to us, we decided to start a frat called “Hella Mega Kega”. More updates on HMK coming soon.
Oh, and some 21 year old chicks that I think never sleep moved in above us. It feels like I’m living in a dorm again. Man they suck.
Billy needed a dry martini, a pint o PBR and a shot o jäger. The weather was nice and he just needed to do it…
This is Dan faning out on Duane as Duane fans-out on Dan, as I’m fanning out on Schmitty (not pictured) for his blogging talent.. All the while Schmitty is trying to stop me from taking any photos saying “what are you gonna do with those pictures!?!”… Knowing full well I’m gonna put them on a blog that hardly anyone looks at. I’d say I get about 10 hits a month… Hahaha. Oh Schmitty… So funny…
Sandy and I were walking pork on an east bay shoreline and found this. We think it’s a baby killer whale that was beached after it was maybe attacked by something. It was so gnarly.
This last Sunday the Parkside was the last stop in a Poker run so Shrugie and I went to check it out.
A poker run is when you ride to 5 different scheduled stop (normally bars) and you get a 1 card from at each stop. Then when you get to the last stop everyone compares hands and the highest poker hand wins.
I went just to look at bikes. Right here is my Triumph and about 100 Harleys. This was just one side of one of the streets that was covered with bikes.
This Moto Guzzi was the only bike (other than my Triumph) in the poker run that wasn’t a Harley.
Boom and I are working open to close (2pm-2am) at the Parkside today. AND.. If you didn’t know… dude pretty much has the gnarliest chest tat ever. Come down and have a brew with us!
Oh, and you’ve never seen it… There is nothing more sad then the parkside toilet. It always looks like it got jumped by some LA gang and left to die in a ditch. Daily.
Look at her eyes… she looks insane! She just fully loses her shit when she goes to the park. It’s so funny.
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