Thursday, February 23, 2006

Kenne's Birthday

It's the Medium Pimp's bday!

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The Medium Pimp sits on his throne of ladies
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Kenne hates being surrounded by women, which is why...he is only a Medium Pimp.
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Dave's freakishly large tongue came out to wish Kenne a happy birthday.
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Yeah, all the ladies look like that after they witness "The Tongue"

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The large balloon factory next door gave Mary's hair static problems all night long

Later in the night, as everyone left the bar, Heather started abusing Kenne. It was a horrific display of anger and malice. I don't know what prompted the attack, but within one block of leaving the bar, Heather became a tornado of fists, and feet. Kenne almost died.
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Kenne tried to escape
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Smiling is the new "I'm gonna kick you in the balls" face
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Clay attempted to break things up
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With a limp wristed, half assed "Stop it guys"
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Heather killed him without delay. We still can't find Clay's body.

Kenne turned the tables for a bit
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Heather rested for a moment
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Then attacked
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Happy Birthday Kenne. Hope the scars have healed.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

California Adventure

On Monday, Jeff, Marcy and I hit up California Adventure. The cheeseball step-sister to Disneyland. I gotta say...California Adventure kinda sucks.

If you're at an adventure/theme park, and the whole time you are there you are planning what time to leave so that you don't hit traffic on the way back, that's a sign that the park really isn't offering you much in the way of a good time.

On the way in you walk under
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The Golden Gate Bridge!!! Woah!
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Much like the real Golden Gate Bridge this replica is a popular suicide spot for young Orange County Residents with deep issues ranging from not getting an Audi or BMW for their birthday, to not being able to get a high enough lift kit for their truck to go to Fontana or other parts around the OC. Suicide is not the answer kids.

Once in the park we made a bee line to
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THE TOWER OF TERROR! Cue terrifying screams!

Here's a view from the line
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Tower of Terror was a lot of fun, so that was a plus. You strap into the seats within an elevator that takes you through a twilight zoney experience of darkness, and light until finally you rise up and then drop. You rise up again, and then drop. Rise up, and drop. Rise up, and then here's the kicker...you drop. It's fun.

Get a load of this guy's shirt
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"8th Annual Male Bonding Trip"?. Awesome dude. I'm down for next year. It's gonna be sweet. Just us dudes. I'm gonna eat wings! Put hot sauce on everything I eat! I want to buy a sweet leather NFL hat too! Go football!

California Adventure also has a sweet replica of Crazy Wolf Mountain
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I have yet to learn where Crazy Wolf Mountain lies in California, but if it's represented here at California Adventure, then it's a real California thing.

I believe that Crazy Wolf Mountain was the site of the Wolf crowning ceremony way back when California was ruled by the wolves. The Lion King was based on those events, but they used lions instead of wolves due to a dispute with the Wolf Actors Guild or WAG.

We also went on a roller coaster called California Screamin', which was fun. That's all I did. I left the park early to beat traffic. Did I beat traffic? No.

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

President's Day!

President's Day Snow Summit Funtime Snowboarding Bonanza!
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Really really cold? Check.

After what seemed like a lackluster snow season, we finally got some new snow during the President's Day weekend. I haven't been snowboarding in a whole year due to my knee surgery last February. I was anxious to get back on the slopes.

That excitement lasted about 4 agonizing runs. I started experiencing sharp stabbing pain in my knee, which told me "Get the fuck off the mountain". Which I did pronto. So much for snowboarding. I went into the lodge and spent the rest of the day drinking and eating. Perhaps I'll try again later this season, but it's kind of a bummer realizing that my knee will probably hurt while snowboarding for the rest of my life. Yay!

Check out what the cold dry air did to my hands
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Ok so the pics don't really show it, but my hands had all these cracks and lines. It's like my hands were Robert Redford's face.

We stayed at The Block Hotel, which is Mark Frank Montoya's hotel. For those of you who don't know who he is, he's a pro snowboarder, that opened these hotels at various ski/snowboard areas. They're really nice, each room features a huge hdtv, vodka and red bull are provided free, nice overall feeling, although it is a bit too bro brah for me.

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Later that night we hit up Stillwells, for booze and live music provided by these guys
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We were the only ones there
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Yeah! Party!

Then I went home the next day.

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Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Fucking A Right!

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Touche.

Friday, February 10, 2006

Friday

My gift to you all



Direct any complaints to Willy P.

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Dogs. They're like cellphones. Everyone's got one.


Sage has one. His name is Willie. He pees. A lot. Everywhere.



Friend Jeremy has a pit bull pup.




That likes my shoes.











Another friend owns Zeus who is a huge Newfoundland, that moonlights as a bear.



He's a mellow dog, that doesn't care when people place dumb hats on his head.


He could easily rip us to shreds.


But thankfully. Does not.

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