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So it's time for another photo journal. It's finally Halloween and it'll be a fun time to have one since most of us will be in costume. So you know the drill. Post pictures of your Halloween day (all day if you can, but under 15-20 photos with captions) and let's have a blast.
Last edited by Razor Ramon; 29 Oct 2008 at 01:43 PM.
No one likes the idea?
Can you dig it?
I like it. I'll post some pics Monday.
The gf and I are driving into Philly for the weekend and plan to spend Halloween evening here. Should make for some good photo ops.
Dolemite, the Bad-Ass King of all Pimps and Hustlers
Gymkata: I mean look at da lil playah woblin his way into our hearts in the sig awwwwwww
I'll have mine up this weekend.
Whoever is going to participate remember to take plenty of photos tomorrow. Nothing less than 10 pics, it's a journal not the Post Your Ugly Fucking Face thread.
I am taking my girl to my friend's building for trick and treat, so there should be so photos. I am not dressing up tho.
What if I don't want to take pictures, but still want to post in this thread?
Is this a realistic possibility?
No.
my rad is killer
Woke up at 7:30 and fed the hounds.
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Then I checked out my RPG thread.
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Then it was off to physical therapy (every Monday, Wedneday and Friday). This is the receptionist Katelyn who was dressed as some sort of flapper or something. I've mentioned her in the singles warpath thread before.
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17.5 lbs. I do three sets of 20 nods in front and the same in back.
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I go to the nasty physical therapist's. They got the pr0n pillo and everything.
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I spend a little over two hours working on my neck and lower back and then they hook me up with the electricity and ice and I fall asleep for 15 minutes before jiu jitsu.
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On the way out I noticed that the receptionist for the doctors side was looking good in a Chief Sealth Seahawks cheerleader uniform so I went and checked her out. Turns out she was a cheerleader there, "circa 2000" as she put it. She's a bonafide hottie and this pic doesn't do her justice.
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At the jiu jitsu academy, Tristan puts a collar choke on Jeff.
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Our masters. Carlos Gracie and Carlos Gracie Jr. Above them is Conde Koma who taught Carlos Sr. in the early party of the 20th century. That painting is awesome because a new student overheard me telling another guy about the history of jiu jitsu and went home and painted that.
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After jiu jitsu I received a call from my homeboy Keith. He reminded me that the Sonics were playing and I was all "FUCK, I DID NOT REMEMBER TO BUY TICKETS" and he told me not to sweat it because he had numerous friends on the crew so we were in the back door no matter what. Rockin good news!
So then I went to the new pho joint that opened down the street from my house. They offer all the veggies in a sald bar type format which is way more awesome.
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After that it's always time for some rippers.
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After getting properly blasted I like to play guitar. I made a video of some of my original riffings and I might insert it here later.
After that my buddy Russ came over and asked what I was doing. I told him that me and Keith were planning to guerilla our way in the back at the Sonics show. He said "fuck that" because he had extra tickets. So he went home and I took a nap.
Next was the Sonics show! It was at the Paramount which means total sit-down affair. Not my bag but it's The Fucking Sonics! So I found Mary (the girl who got us the tickets) and we found Russ and smnoked a joint across the street. Then we ran downstairs and had some whiskey shots for about ten minutes and then it was time for the Sonics.
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I wish I could gush about how wonderful this show was but I'd be a huge liar. The Sonics themselves deserve alot of credit. They did well enough for a gang of oldsters. But Jesus did the sound ever suck. I've been to many many many louder shows than that that did not hurt my ears anywhere near that bad. Plus the guitarist had issues with his gear and his cord or some shit kept crackling out. Plus they played the worstest, most cliched garbage whenever they weren't playing one of their own. Christ, they even played Warren Zevon. But I've saved the worst offenders for last. LITTLE STEVEN IS A FUCKING BOGART. They rolled him out for two songs and it was wretched. I always kinda liked the guy until last night. Fuckin cornballer imo. But the capper, the straw that broke the camel's back was the lights. They had two different sets of these motherfuckers shining right on the audience and the light guy just couldn't get enough. One set of four sets of four yellowish lights was down on the stage and they would just fucking BEAM your eyes out and the other was a set of strobes about six feet up off the stage and they were just as bad plus they were flashing at a rate that didn't jive in any way with the music. I can't go on enough at how pissed off these lights made me. Ruined the show. I may have taken this picture myself but I didn't pose. I only took the pic because I realized I was grimacing every time that fucker shined these things in my face.
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So it ended and we left. Disappointed. Oh well, there was still a house party to go to. I didn't think I'd know anybody there but it turns out that I did. Here's Don and Russ in a candid moment.
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And then the three of us.
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Between being bummed about the Sonics, trying to save up my energy to get a little crazy tonight and there being a complete lack of any attractive women, I went home at about 1:30 and was greeted by a monster.
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The Dro
lol @ the bjj "costume".
That only works if all the people you hang out with don't do bjj. :x
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