Make it look fly, August.
Well, summer's over.
Everyone's back in school.
It's still way too hot.
This summer was pretty nuts.
I'm looking forward to the fall, though.
So yeah, word. Mad picz0rz.
Man, this month started off with a bang... and a push... and a crash... yeah...
I experienced a lot of drunk Brian this month.
Warfair was a fun fuckin' show.
I don't think I've ever been that sweaty ever.
Chris has been my favorite person to photograph as of late.
Brad rules.
Bass player crush. Oof.
I went to Clovis with West 44.
That drive was pretty fun.
Those dudes are immature on a level I didn't think existed.
We had to get the windshield wipers fixed before we left...
which was a good idea because it rained like fucking crazy.
I got to see my main dude crush again.
What a cutie.
This is my "niece" Heaven.
She's the most beautiful thing that ever existed.
She just likes to hang out and giggle.
We played with bubbles for like three hours.
"Bubble me!"
I intentionally left out some really sketchy pictures.
We won't get into that.
My French as fuck cousin Jakob entered a Guitar Hero competition.
This is him warming up playing a 20 year old.
He won.
The 20 year old was bummed.
This is his sister, my cousin Elena warming up.
Jakob did really fucking well...
but it wasn't until he put on the black metal gauntlet that he took third place.
He won some money and with the help of the family...
he bought his first electric guitar.
He knows Lolita by Floor (seriously), Ode To Joy and Deep Purple's Smoke On The Water.
There's a restaurant in Clovis called Leál's that has the best chips ever.
I woke up one day and my Grama had a trash bag full of them.
I don't care how she got them or where they came from...
I was just happy they were there.
As if that wasn't enough, she brought out literally a gallon of homemade salsa.
What.
The.
Fuck.
This is Precious, my cousins' dog.
She likes to rest her vagina on me.
Sometimes I forget that she does that until she's been doing it for a couple of minutes.
Then I get mad.
This is some random ass worm thing my Grampo bought 'cause he's tacky.
That's totally where I get that trait from.
I showed Jakob how to use a slave flash.
He was into it.
Then we played Super Mario 3.
We used the flutes.
So fucking what?
After the trip home, which ruled because my cousins from Santa Fe came along for the ride,
I got to go see my friends Daggermouth.
Josh was there with his new Harley.
This picture has been my desktop wallpaper for a while.
So funny.
Scott has one pose for Culprits.
There's only so many pictures you can take of that same pose.
Jakob, on the other hand, is always inspiring me with his silliness.
Stu is another dude crush of mine.
He has sweet gear.
It's been a couple of years since Daggermouth came.
This dude's face is awesome.
It was great to see all of the Daggermouth dudes again.
I was bummed we couldn't have another three day hangout/sleepover.
Breed is a really charismatic singer.
If I ever start a 90's hardcore sounding band, I'll totally hit him up.
Check out the awesome Busy Bodies practice setup.
Our gear is awesome.
I went to the Our Lady Of Guadalupe church fiestas.
The one day out of the year that I actually go near a church.
I actually won a game of bingo!
It was so exhilarating!
I won like 8 bucks.
Holler.
We checked out the games and they had Plinko this year.
The term Plinko is probably copyrighted, but the church doesn't give a shit.
Here's some little mocoso giving it his best shot.
Miguel's a mocoso too, but he totally won my Mom a breast cancer bear.
Then some beautiful little Mexican baby got nacho cheese on it.
It was cute enough to not get upset about.
I've decided that every day I have school I'm gonna walk to La Casa afterwards.
There's always a jar of lawlz waiting there for me.
Here's Pickett in his smoking jacket.
CJ just being CJ.
The next day Jacob and I cruised around and got some pizza at Brickyard.
Brickyard is always a good choice.
We visited The John at his new dorm which is a couple doors down from Scott's.
It weirded Jake and I out.
My Grampo turned 85 and he's still racist/sexist.
Man, he's really keepin' the American dream alive.
I kid. He rules and is only sarcastically racist, sexist, and really, really racist.
I think...
He's so awesome, though.
I was wandering around the house and saw that he had broken a cookie up in his dog's food.
He really loves his dog, apparently.
When I got to La Casa Pickett had already smoked two bowls of kush.
This is him basking in how awesome that feeling was.
Brian brought his 7 string Kramer home and Chris was shredding its ass.
This is a picture of Devin pissing.
Because of the angle of the flash you can't see his wiener.
Convenient, eh?
Later that night, our friends Alarm, from Tucson, played.
This is Sammy, another dude crush of mine.
We saw 108 together.
How romantic.
They covered Six Pack.
That was awesome.
We played a trick on this high girl.
Tyrone introduced himself to her, then two hours later
Motes went over wearing Tyrone's beanie and glasses.
The girl was actually confused.
This is Christine trying to put a dent in the hunting pack.
Nathan and Devin lookin' cute.
Tyrone thought Nathan was a baby, then tried to give him to this girl.
She didn't think it was very funny.
This is Andrew.
He's just a good time in a tall, Native frame.
Rosa; just livin' her life!
Jacob and Anne came over for a night of ridiculousness.
Tyrone and I got all the change I had been saving from tour, LA, Clovis etc.
and bought La Casa a twelve pack of Schlitz with it.
We're good friends.
"You want a beer?"
After talking with everyone who was drinking whilst listening to Cro-Mags and Integrity...
we took high/buzzed Chris and high/drunk Pickett to Frontier.
It was the night of the Cartel show so we knew there would be tons of bros/cuties there.
Me: How would you rate your experience of serving David Pickett?
Cashier: Chill. It was chill.
Mariah and Pickett.
Two of my favorite people.
We decided to start a game called
"Pictures with Chris"
Essentially, we stopped strangers and asked them to take pictures with Chris.
This is Amy, she's not a stranger, but she was our test subject.
We really had to talk some people into it.
I actually knew this girl from a long time ago.
If you see this, I'm sorry that I can't remember your name!
Chris stole a french fry.
Then there was a bit of a lull 'cause we were waiting for some girls to get ready for their picture with Chris...
So Mariah and Tyrone had a stare down for about three minutes.
It was a little awkward.
Then we jumped right back into it!
Here's Chris with a member of Deathklok.
Chris and some girls who couldn't hold the black metal face.
Then I got myself into one deep bucket of syrup.
Brian wanted me to shave a lightning bolt into the side of his head
so he could look like a douche when Bellmont played the crawl the next day.
I needed to adjust the clippers so someone handed me a cleaver...
Then Devin lubed the blades with some vegetable oil and all the hair and gunk just slid off onto Brian's neck.
He was bummed.
Needless to say, it didn't work out.
I gave up halfway through because I was too worried about making it worse.
I really could have done it with the trimmer on my electric razor.
Oh well.
Sorry that I couldn't make it look "fly", B-Town.
After that, we quickly dipped out to crash some bro parties.
Of course we had to stop for pictures with Chris.
I used the slave flash and the girls thought it was unflattering.
Huh.
After getting DE-NIED by a house party bouncer... yeah...
we got one final picture with Chris.
I came to find out that the girl on the right used to date Little Eric.
It's a small world.
So much Chris love.
He was a good sport.
Everyone's back in school.
It's still way too hot.
This summer was pretty nuts.
I'm looking forward to the fall, though.
So yeah, word. Mad picz0rz.
Man, this month started off with a bang... and a push... and a crash... yeah...
I experienced a lot of drunk Brian this month.
Warfair was a fun fuckin' show.
I don't think I've ever been that sweaty ever.
Chris has been my favorite person to photograph as of late.
Brad rules.
Bass player crush. Oof.
I went to Clovis with West 44.
That drive was pretty fun.
Those dudes are immature on a level I didn't think existed.
We had to get the windshield wipers fixed before we left...
which was a good idea because it rained like fucking crazy.
I got to see my main dude crush again.
What a cutie.
This is my "niece" Heaven.
She's the most beautiful thing that ever existed.
She just likes to hang out and giggle.
We played with bubbles for like three hours.
"Bubble me!"
I intentionally left out some really sketchy pictures.
We won't get into that.
My French as fuck cousin Jakob entered a Guitar Hero competition.
This is him warming up playing a 20 year old.
He won.
The 20 year old was bummed.
This is his sister, my cousin Elena warming up.
Jakob did really fucking well...
but it wasn't until he put on the black metal gauntlet that he took third place.
He won some money and with the help of the family...
he bought his first electric guitar.
He knows Lolita by Floor (seriously), Ode To Joy and Deep Purple's Smoke On The Water.
There's a restaurant in Clovis called Leál's that has the best chips ever.
I woke up one day and my Grama had a trash bag full of them.
I don't care how she got them or where they came from...
I was just happy they were there.
As if that wasn't enough, she brought out literally a gallon of homemade salsa.
What.
The.
Fuck.
This is Precious, my cousins' dog.
She likes to rest her vagina on me.
Sometimes I forget that she does that until she's been doing it for a couple of minutes.
Then I get mad.
This is some random ass worm thing my Grampo bought 'cause he's tacky.
That's totally where I get that trait from.
I showed Jakob how to use a slave flash.
He was into it.
Then we played Super Mario 3.
We used the flutes.
So fucking what?
After the trip home, which ruled because my cousins from Santa Fe came along for the ride,
I got to go see my friends Daggermouth.
Josh was there with his new Harley.
This picture has been my desktop wallpaper for a while.
So funny.
Scott has one pose for Culprits.
There's only so many pictures you can take of that same pose.
Jakob, on the other hand, is always inspiring me with his silliness.
Stu is another dude crush of mine.
He has sweet gear.
It's been a couple of years since Daggermouth came.
This dude's face is awesome.
It was great to see all of the Daggermouth dudes again.
I was bummed we couldn't have another three day hangout/sleepover.
Breed is a really charismatic singer.
If I ever start a 90's hardcore sounding band, I'll totally hit him up.
Check out the awesome Busy Bodies practice setup.
Our gear is awesome.
I went to the Our Lady Of Guadalupe church fiestas.
The one day out of the year that I actually go near a church.
I actually won a game of bingo!
It was so exhilarating!
I won like 8 bucks.
Holler.
We checked out the games and they had Plinko this year.
The term Plinko is probably copyrighted, but the church doesn't give a shit.
Here's some little mocoso giving it his best shot.
Miguel's a mocoso too, but he totally won my Mom a breast cancer bear.
Then some beautiful little Mexican baby got nacho cheese on it.
It was cute enough to not get upset about.
I've decided that every day I have school I'm gonna walk to La Casa afterwards.
There's always a jar of lawlz waiting there for me.
Here's Pickett in his smoking jacket.
CJ just being CJ.
The next day Jacob and I cruised around and got some pizza at Brickyard.
Brickyard is always a good choice.
We visited The John at his new dorm which is a couple doors down from Scott's.
It weirded Jake and I out.
My Grampo turned 85 and he's still racist/sexist.
Man, he's really keepin' the American dream alive.
I kid. He rules and is only sarcastically racist, sexist, and really, really racist.
I think...
He's so awesome, though.
I was wandering around the house and saw that he had broken a cookie up in his dog's food.
He really loves his dog, apparently.
When I got to La Casa Pickett had already smoked two bowls of kush.
This is him basking in how awesome that feeling was.
Brian brought his 7 string Kramer home and Chris was shredding its ass.
This is a picture of Devin pissing.
Because of the angle of the flash you can't see his wiener.
Convenient, eh?
Later that night, our friends Alarm, from Tucson, played.
This is Sammy, another dude crush of mine.
We saw 108 together.
How romantic.
They covered Six Pack.
That was awesome.
We played a trick on this high girl.
Tyrone introduced himself to her, then two hours later
Motes went over wearing Tyrone's beanie and glasses.
The girl was actually confused.
This is Christine trying to put a dent in the hunting pack.
Nathan and Devin lookin' cute.
Tyrone thought Nathan was a baby, then tried to give him to this girl.
She didn't think it was very funny.
This is Andrew.
He's just a good time in a tall, Native frame.
Rosa; just livin' her life!
Jacob and Anne came over for a night of ridiculousness.
Tyrone and I got all the change I had been saving from tour, LA, Clovis etc.
and bought La Casa a twelve pack of Schlitz with it.
We're good friends.
"You want a beer?"
After talking with everyone who was drinking whilst listening to Cro-Mags and Integrity...
we took high/buzzed Chris and high/drunk Pickett to Frontier.
It was the night of the Cartel show so we knew there would be tons of bros/cuties there.
Me: How would you rate your experience of serving David Pickett?
Cashier: Chill. It was chill.
Mariah and Pickett.
Two of my favorite people.
We decided to start a game called
"Pictures with Chris"
Essentially, we stopped strangers and asked them to take pictures with Chris.
This is Amy, she's not a stranger, but she was our test subject.
We really had to talk some people into it.
I actually knew this girl from a long time ago.
If you see this, I'm sorry that I can't remember your name!
Chris stole a french fry.
Then there was a bit of a lull 'cause we were waiting for some girls to get ready for their picture with Chris...
So Mariah and Tyrone had a stare down for about three minutes.
It was a little awkward.
Then we jumped right back into it!
Here's Chris with a member of Deathklok.
Chris and some girls who couldn't hold the black metal face.
Then I got myself into one deep bucket of syrup.
Brian wanted me to shave a lightning bolt into the side of his head
so he could look like a douche when Bellmont played the crawl the next day.
I needed to adjust the clippers so someone handed me a cleaver...
Then Devin lubed the blades with some vegetable oil and all the hair and gunk just slid off onto Brian's neck.
He was bummed.
Needless to say, it didn't work out.
I gave up halfway through because I was too worried about making it worse.
I really could have done it with the trimmer on my electric razor.
Oh well.
Sorry that I couldn't make it look "fly", B-Town.
After that, we quickly dipped out to crash some bro parties.
Of course we had to stop for pictures with Chris.
I used the slave flash and the girls thought it was unflattering.
Huh.
After getting DE-NIED by a house party bouncer... yeah...
we got one final picture with Chris.
I came to find out that the girl on the right used to date Little Eric.
It's a small world.
So much Chris love.
He was a good sport.