height club...

...i used to work for this one old codger that was notorious for making people cry. he proved to be an endless well of source material and would say the funniest shit to me like; "talking to you is like jackin' off with a pair of boxing gloves", or; "i wouldn't wear that jacket to a goat-fucking contest". while watching an all time classic movie last nite, i finally realized who it was he reminded me of when it suddenly hit me over the head(!) - besides the villian in Roadhouse, he resembled G.W. Bush...come to think of it, the face Dubbyaa is makin' in this shot was also the look he made when he heard my name or saw me (p.s. this post will only really be funny to a select few, you know who you are*)

if loving you is wrong...

...i don't wanna be right.

whether you fancy the 2008 GUESS JEANS version, or the original 1968 Sophia Loren - there are sooooo few built like these anymore.

hug o' war...

... what is it about bears that makes the denim short so attractive? i mean, hey, the hair i TOTALLY get - if you like dudes, one is naturally gonna wanna be reminded he's with a dude even in the dark. i can even understand the work boots with ankle socks! tube socks are too hetero, slouch socks too effeminate, bobby socks too 50's, knee-high socks too catholic schoolgirl, and so on. but the 5-pkt denim short? it remains to be a quagmire wrapped in a conundrum. i mean, when you break it down: denim=work, shorts=play...is it a code to other bears simply saying; "hey we can tickle-fight, but when my pager goes off its GO time!".

there's a man at the door selling hope...

...this won't mean much to many, but a few things i need to get off my chest since they're fresh:

1. F@%K those welchers at that native american cycle company, for showing me what they really are, as they relax and count their winnings...i look forward to running into them eventually.

2. i can only hope that in my twilight years (and i'm still in the industry i'm in) i can remain relevant in the changing times, as opposed to thinking i'm runnin' things in my glass house all "the emperor has no clothes"-style as people snicker behind my back.

for those of you that DON'T know what i'm talking about, please enjoy *attached image to further crystallize my thoughts.

the future is so bright...

...'cuz we're gonna get laid.

your bible makes great rolling papers...

don't believe the type...

...so a certain store is peddling these 'grave spinning' kicks:

"Converse Chuck Taylor® 'Kurt Cobain' High Top Sneaker
Doodlings drawn from the personal notebook of Kurt Cobain are printed on lace-up sneakers for an entirely unique look."

i guess his widow needed some more jack to cover maintenance to that madame tussaud face of her's.

these cons would be the equivalent of charmin printing jimi hendrix' skid marks on 2-ply double rolls.