We Fly High: Lake Tahoe

The gang is heading up to the Bay to meet the rest of the cast and crew. We’re going to mob it deep to Tahoe. Plow it through the snow and make it to Heavenly.

Best air performance gets to take it all home. Alright, let’s rock it out…show me your skillz. It’s like showbiz. Stay focus.

Essential Gear List:
Flight tickets
Board
Goggles
Boots
Beanie
North Face
Mountain
Lake
Casino
Cabin
Hot Springs
Bikini
Bud
& some of that Purple Stuff.

The Abbey @ West Hollywood

I miss my Trish. We're not allowed to loiter outside of Ross' crib or be a coke head with Britney Spears in the bathroom. Welcome to the coke side of life. Drench your thirst.

Aliso Viejo has its Charm

Gas, Break, Dip, Dip. Ghost Ride the Whip!!!!... Frank knows how to bust a Superman on his Blackhawk Bombshell and my Bright Future Hot Pink Bubblegum knows how to wack me in the knee.

The Blaze of Glory

Milk Bar - Don't Haight

December 2006
San Francisco

Addicts Rejoice: We Wear Our Stun Glasses at Night

New Year's Morning. Bright and Early.

SF: New Year's Eve: City Kids: Habitual Street Roamers

Newporsche Beach No Where Close to Electronics and Pornstars

The boys are on their way. I’ve been abandoned. Left behind, not going to CES or AVN in Vegas with them. Fantastic. They will be comparing 100-inch TV’s, scoping out the hottest Sharp 108-inch LCD tv, while I sit home alone, reeking in misery, fantasizing about being in Vegas dancing in front of a green screen promoting for Intel’s Core 2 Duo processors. I would like to dance to roaring applause, and be recognized on YouTube, and watch crack-head Jesse Jane in Pirates on HD.

At least today was a beautiful day. Walked out my door 5:30 am to an unbelievable warm breeze. On the way to work, fully dressed in a long black trench coat looking like Matrix Keanu, where the hell is this warmth coming from? Cracked-out So Cal heat. What to do but head to the beach…

Bump to Gang Starr "You Know My Steez"

J Defense Forces: Open-Bolt, Blowback

Resurrected. Back and better than ever. Had to get rid of some excess baggage. Take out the trash by the New Year.

2006 recap: escapades, calamities, hooligans, junkies, and that purple stuff. But shit, that’s just the end my prologue. Chapter 1 ain’t even started yet. The rest is still unwritten.

Watch out 2007: I'm fully-loaded, 50 rounds, gotta love my Uzi. Grip it!!