John party

Wow, that was a hell of a weekend. I slept in a pile of plastic Christmas trees at the Elks lodge on friday, skated, spraypainted some boots silver, listened to the greatful dead at John's hippie office party, didn't sleep on John's hard wood floor, skated, and didn't go to bright eyes. I might fix this poor excuse for a blog later.

slow fade

I don't understand the world. It is void of meaning. Even the word meaning is indefinable. Today somebody took the Panasonic 500 for a fucking joyride at the skate park. I was a little angry about the bent rim, but then I thought, its just a bicycle. I'm not starving here.

I've been considering dropping out of art school and pursuing the creation of a perpetual motion machine. During a brief foray in google world I learned of the magnitude of my undertaking and decided that I'm going to need help from Brandon and John.

I slept on a couch in Haynes last night and I don't recommend trying it out for yourself. I thought I heard ghosts and shit all night, then it was morning and now I'm tired.

I'm feeling poetic right now, and since it's my website, I'm blogging a poem.
Davis the third was a bit of a turd
he hated the spots on his little red bird
he cut off the spots and replaced them with dots
now his bird is all covered with turd.

Now I'm going to do an illustration about my poem in Microsoft paint.

week's end

Friday, no class, no drive to Missoula. Saturday, drive to Helena, see mom/dad/grandma/grandad/brother, no see other brother. Saturday buy midi-usb cable and record midi madness. Jules came to kyle's and thats all I remember. Kyle has dog. Across the universe movie only OK in Dan's opinion. Angela made good enchilada's for my hangover. Fletcher is home and I haven't talked to him in like 3 days and I'm sad. Guitars are cleaned, paint is done, coordination has slowed considerably. No skating. Music, no arting. Missoula next weekend for party party?

Tomorrow I will go to the laundry place.
Don't even listen to this

Sweet Christ Allmighty

I just took a 4 hour nap. I haven't discovered anything worth mentioning, or done anything worth mentioning in weeks. It rained crappy ice sleet all over today. I've been doing half assed homework and drinking too much soda. I'm going to Helena this weekend and I plan on getting wasted at Miller's. I don't have class on Friday, so maybe I'll go to Helena Thursday night. I miss Ultimate Kurt, I need to find him and have a drink. Should I go to Missoula on Saturday? Missoula sounds like a good time from what I've heard lately.

late for work

Kyle is sleeping, I need a ride to work, the fire alarms are going off at his house, I stayed up till 4 last night playing skate, my life is worth blogging about, I'm wearing socks and pants and underwear and a shirt. I'm a 21 year old who male attending Montana State University, a pig, in a cage, on antibiotics!??!??!?!! has the world ever known a better blogger? who has the new Radiohead album? how is it? last night we skated the field house 7. I broke my skateboard trying to switch heelflip it, and Nick kickflipped it in a pretty way. Kyle used his awesome new camera to document the whole scenario. Here's my favorite picture he got.
check it

Black beard

only the hair on his chest kept him warm

oh... these days

these days are for drinking. they are for new technology. they are for internets. art is not real anymore. I am drunk again.

Louder Laptop Speakers

Soo... Thursday night. Evan, Fuck yes my friend, I want a tattoo. Looks like our next skate trip is gonna be Salt Lake or wherever the fuck you're going. I should have gone to Missoula this weekend, but Hatch fest should be fun. Drinking by myself is also going to be fun, just like it is right now while I'm writing this.

Goodbye dear Kevin

I hope one of these strikes your fancy, if not I can make some last minute changes.