Same Place, New Day.

Tuesday at the 1460. I swear this place has turned into some kind of weekly jump-off now. I EXPECT something every week from now on. ha! Now, without further a-do, let the ranting begin!

You know i always start the night off right.


Dan Ryan had more than $5 on it. TRUST.


Told ya'.


Cuervo and Mark.


En Route.


As you can see... actually no, you really can't see in there.


Got greeted with a wristband, a happy face on the hand, a shot-glass necklace, and kisses from all three. Jealous???


EAZY-E ALWAYS holds it down.


I know, the flash fuckin' hurts the eyes. Oh wait, i think your eyes were already like this when i came.


I don't remember taking this for some reason.


By the time i got done with a game of beer pong, this is how i saw the room.


Renan is always smiling.


Action shot.


"Hey, can we have a picture with the hookah?"
Sure, but i don't know why...


The always beautiful Francine... and friends... who like taking pictures with hookahs.


Dr. Santos shows me his version of my signature medicinal move. Two in the pink, one in the... nevermind.


Jags on the wall and Jags on the table. I KNOW you can't hang.




Desiree and friends.


Time for randoms:












ALL THE WAY FROM L.A.
The lovely Kara and always selfless Marilu.


..well maybe not always.


Albert was too busy to take a picture.


De La Ciudad.


Clear Path.


Fucc'd up.


Shaun... need i say more?


...And now, for the first time ever, i am introducing a new section to my blog.

Throw up the shock for Johnny!














Actually, this was the only REAL shocker... But im lookin' for em. So next time you see me, throw it up.


And finally, the moment you've all been waiting for.

GIRLSWITHDOUCHEBAGS.COM:




This girl, whoever she was, made a perfect ending. The last one for all you polliwogs. FUCK YOU.

Keep Lurqing.

Didn't have a fuckin' camera this weekend, so i cant entertain you with my stupidity and nonsense. However, my Thursday was documented by none other than "FuckYouAlfred."

"Wasted..."


You can check his shit out here:
http://thelurqers.com

And Here:
http://www.thehundreds.com/wordpress/?p=6651

Plane Crash.

COLUMBIA, S.C. (KABC) -- Two names well-known to Los Angeles nightlife are the sole-survivors of a deadly plane crash in South Carolina.
Former Blink-182 drummer, Travis Barker, and Adam Goldstein--known professionally as DJ AM, were critically injured in the plane crash that claimed the lives of four other people.

Federal Aviation Administration spokeswoman Kathleen Bergen said the plane carrying six people was departing shortly before midnight Friday when air traffic controllers reporting seeing sparks. The plane headed for Van Nuys, Calif., went off a runway, through a fence and crashed on a nearby road, officials said.

Barker and DJ AM were in critical condition at a burn center in Augusta, Ga., about 75 miles southwest of Columbia, hospital spokeswoman Beth Frits said.

Two other passengers - Chris Baker, 29, of Studio City, Calif., and Charles Still, 25, of Los Angeles - died, as did pilot Sarah Lemmon, 31, of Anaheim Hills, Calif., and co-pilot James Bland, 52, of Carlsbad, according to the county coroner. Baker was an assistant to Barker and Still was a security guard for the musician.

At the crash site Saturday, the air was still heavy with the odor of jet fuel. A trail of black soot led off a runway, across a five-lane road next to the airport and up an embankment. The nose of the aircraft was gone and the roof was missing from two-thirds of the charred plane.

Barker and Goldstein had performed together under the name TRVSDJ-AM at a free concert in Columbia on Friday night.

"It's absolutely terrible and tragic," Columbia Mayor Bob Coble said.

The show, which included performances by former Jane's Addiction singer Perry Ferrell and singer Gavin DeGraw, drew 10,000 people into the streets of Five Points, the neighborhood near the University of South Carolina, Coble said.

Neither Ferrell nor DeGraw were in the plane, their representatives told AP on Saturday.

One concertgoer said TRVSDJ-AM's performance was unique and different.
"It was literally one of the best shows I've ever scene," said Brett Flashnick, a freelance photographer who works for The Associated Press and attended the concert for a local newspaper.

-KABC News

San Francisco: Day 5

After a HIGH night, we woke up at 8 AM to take Catch to school. We left a little before 9, but this is what we encountered.


The traffic lasted all through the damn Bay Bridge.


Once we got to USF we dropped Catherine off and headed back to L.A... err, Irvine. This is going to be my last memory of her.


FINALLY. HOME SWEET HOME.

San Francisco: Day 4

Unfortunately, after the party that we went to, i left my camera in Alex's car. Being the lazy fuck that i am, i never made my way back to his car (which was two blocks away) to get it. Besides, Sunday was a personal day, so only we get to remember it. sooooowwwwuuuuuuuuhhh!

San Francisco: Day 3

We woke up at around noon that day and were happily treated to a old school breakfast. Chocolate chip pancakes, SPAM, eggs and rice quickly had me needing to go drop a nuke in the bathroom... but it was well worth it. Here's Catherine: I think she's a morning person.


Alex cooked the chocolate chip pancakes.


Eric patiently waited.


Nathan was so exited that he couldn't stop figeting.


Oh, and just so everyone knows... this is Alex's living room/kitchen. Yes, LIVING ROOM AND KITCHEN.


After breakfast, Alex tried to teach me how to make a fencing foil. Personally, i'd just go buy one.


As i got out of the bathroom, i found these two on the bed. So i suddenly had the bright idea of starting the day off with my good friend Captain Morgan (not pictured). Thanks for the inspiration guys.


Once Eric and I had our couple glasses we decided to hit the streets.


Alex had the priviledge of driving.


...which meant Catch had SHOTGUN.


...which meant i took stupid pictures of things like this.


...which meant i had to give my camera to Catherine in order to get decent pictures.


...cuz' my fatass was stuck in the middle of the backseat. I like to call it the penis of the car.


City life.






Then we stopped to get this yogurt that Catherine had been telling me about. To be honest, im not a big fan of Pinkberry, YogurtLand, or any other yogurt place, but this yogurt was something to be reckoned with.








I passed by this dude working at this "Chicken Pot Pie" place. He looked like he was having a good day. He started laughing after i took this.


We started getting hungry for real food, so we hit up Blondies.


We couldn't figure out what to do, so we decided to head to Haight street. We all needed to find something to wear to some stupid 80's themed party. On the way, we passed by this building with furniture hanging all on the sides of it. I thought it was pretty damn creative.




I couldn't get to the same place where i took a picture of this Ben & Jerry's last year. ...actually, i was just too damn lazy to walk to where i took the picture.




After "buying" the most ridiculous outfits to the fucking party, we decided to go back to USF.


...to do this:




Once alex woke his ass up, we started pre-gaming for the party. I was already feeling good even before the party so i didn't take many pictures. Actually, i gave my camera to Catherine to hold for me, and i just forgot to get it. But here are the two that were decent:

Boobies.


???


...and once again, GIRLSWITHDOUCHEBAGS.COM.


After we left the party, we got into a little scuffle with a few douchebags. Fuckin' posers were all talk so we ignored the Fucks. Nathan was a G though. We headed to the Ritz again, but it wasn't happenin' so we went back to Berkeley to call it a night.

whatagoddamnnight.