i totally put this one out into the universe today...driving along in front of me i couldn't help but read over and over again one of those bumper stickers 'COPS ARE TOPS' trying to remember who had one of those dumb stickers on their car when i was at school, while waiting for the lights to turn green.
next thing i was being arrested.
yep - ARRESTED!
flashing lights behind me, i was like, hmm, that's not for me..wooo ooooo wooo ooo...and pointing - AT ME??
just like the time i drove down the street to get hair dye, because i was too broke to go to the hair dresser to get my hair done - and i ran up the back of someone. just popping off to greenfields to pick up binding to take to get the coat garment bags finished - booyah!
just when you thought having a car was the best thing ever.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
number 286 OMG so natural
i like it when people send you good photo's
***OMG so natural was the heading...bb, mic, and someone else
***OMG so natural was the heading...bb, mic, and someone else
Saturday, March 27, 2010
number 285 man sandals
i don't know if the shop has a name...but it's dions and it's back open. man sandals and apartamento magazine galore in one of the prettiest shops in town.
***pretty shop darley st darlinghurst
***pretty shop darley st darlinghurst
Monday, March 22, 2010
number 283 adieu phillippine
one trip to tokyo a while ago seems like a dream at times. i shared a room with 2 friends and i would wake up in the morning to one of them reading me excerpts from the motley crew biography, and the other telling me what i should and shouldn't wear. tokyo is a funny place, and when the 2 of them set off one afternoon to find things to fuel the party i couldn't help but say 'what do i do if you don't come back in an hour?' they both looked at each other 'dunno' they both said.
'be careful!!!!!'
so they of course returned, with the goods. more than enough goods for the small amount of time we had left in the city of flashing neon...it was a random night, and we knew that le baron had just opened in tokyo. the tribe of us entered. there was no one in there, and as we looked at the floor, a small man came up to us and put a large bottle of belvedere on the table...
'who the hell is that short dude?' 'dunno' we all looked at each other. oh well, drink it, i'll drink it it's free surely, lil ben and i said sub consciously to one another. while we slowly pieced the pieces together, and worked out that this was the beginning of one clever mans large step to internet fame and fortune, a camera came out...this man with the leather jacket and french accent was willing all of our first sexual encounters out of us on film, while fueling us with more of what ever type of liquid we really wanted.
as adieu phillippine played in the back ground, and i had divulged my story to the camera, the words 'hotel l'amore, more like hotel la bore!!!' not only spewed from my fellow room mates mouth, but so did a large whack to the head of pepe le pew's slicked head...god, how the hell are we going to get out of this one, when we are meant to be working this dude to get some sort of international cred.
early 2000 was a good time. no one knew anyone, the cobra snake did not exist and adieu phillippine played in the back of a tokyo club that was once completely empty...
'be careful!!!!!'
so they of course returned, with the goods. more than enough goods for the small amount of time we had left in the city of flashing neon...it was a random night, and we knew that le baron had just opened in tokyo. the tribe of us entered. there was no one in there, and as we looked at the floor, a small man came up to us and put a large bottle of belvedere on the table...
'who the hell is that short dude?' 'dunno' we all looked at each other. oh well, drink it, i'll drink it it's free surely, lil ben and i said sub consciously to one another. while we slowly pieced the pieces together, and worked out that this was the beginning of one clever mans large step to internet fame and fortune, a camera came out...this man with the leather jacket and french accent was willing all of our first sexual encounters out of us on film, while fueling us with more of what ever type of liquid we really wanted.
as adieu phillippine played in the back ground, and i had divulged my story to the camera, the words 'hotel l'amore, more like hotel la bore!!!' not only spewed from my fellow room mates mouth, but so did a large whack to the head of pepe le pew's slicked head...god, how the hell are we going to get out of this one, when we are meant to be working this dude to get some sort of international cred.
early 2000 was a good time. no one knew anyone, the cobra snake did not exist and adieu phillippine played in the back of a tokyo club that was once completely empty...
Friday, March 19, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
number 281 laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
don't think la will take the leura out of you miss brink...
bon voyage!
***leura twenty ten
bon voyage!
***leura twenty ten
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
number 279 if only ben had been there
i asked if i could spit on the bride...they all said 'NO!', i know if little ben had been there, we would have nailed her...
***rocks bride and pussies
***rocks bride and pussies
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
number 278 banana ipod
once upon a time i went to dinner with 3 people. 2 of them being the zawadas, one of them being a sakKeus. for some reason, i told a bunch of stupid stories non stop, and ended up with the name banana ipod...
this got sent to me today...
Riding around Palm Springs with us - this place is just made for the Banana Ipod!
this got sent to me today...
Riding around Palm Springs with us - this place is just made for the Banana Ipod!
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
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