I know I’m not skinny enough to be but I look like Olive Oil here with my tits that way I think heheh. Why did I wear such a sweltering outfit yesterday?
Family portrait. Parkdale boys club meeting with team Yay Cray look how cool I think I am.
Summer ain’t no bummer.
Look I am so goth. Hi Rob. He always feeds me with compliments and big brotherly advice i just have to remember it now lol. We danced the night away, all of us. I broke out some fakedance (breakdance) moves too and impressed strangers even.
Jules got her braces off! She turns 21 this summer then is going to San Fran. She’s our baby we are very proud of her and all get weepy for our youth in her presence. She’s also smarter than us sometimes too haha.
And now we got another reason to go to SF. When you find out where I’ll be staying you will be blown through a wall mind blown.
He had lots of wigs and beard changes I liked that and the tunes were great.
The family camera is on a perma-macro setting we can’t get off or no one has the patience to.
My dancey sweaty made my makeup go cray as did the moisture in the air from the rain and I’m getting more tanned so I might have to go darker in a tone.
I was insistent on a fanfare entrance to Salvador Darling so we nicked balloons from some buskers. I didn’t go out for St. Pat’s this year as a matter of fact so I got my green props fill in these baboons yeah.
Some guy on FB was like is this a recent pic? about another one of me with the balloons I’ll get to soon and I was like yes it’s from last night, cos this could totally be from years ago, I do not look aged anymore that’s what they are all saying!
Green Fairy. This is the pic.
Jules collects horny mobs of men groupies everywhere we go and she doesn’t even care, breaks hearts all over the place bahaha love it.
Courtney and I still giving good face after all these years. I remember she said once that the women in her family have good faces. I believe you! Luckily mine does too so we can remain friends (aged 4 days apart).
Classic Lauren pose. I’ve been introducing myself as Lauren (LUHREN!!!!!!!) lately periodically I don’t know why, then it just confuses everybody. I like that name. It’s pretty.
You know what else I like? Sliders.
Jalapeno mash. I was expecting literally for jalapenos to me mashed up in a big pile. Sometimes baby’s brain turns off thare thare little one. We had to accommodate Bech’s gluten allergy so we ordered an interesting medley of foods from School (a place I wanna get tight with cos they are mega-amazing!) and cos of the rain we stayed there for a long time instead of going to the beer tents. Standing around drinking beer makes me look 7 months pregnant bloated.
Yeah buddy! Last time Courtney and I came here for our Birthday luncheon they had to kick us out for their staff meeting. They tweeted at her last night that we missed their staff meeting this week haha so cheeky.
No more braces. Mum show this to uncle Mike.
Dig the Snow White theme. Can’t wait to see both those flicks!
The Friendly Cheerleader!
It monsooned like a mother.
Love it. Sent it to my dad. Okay bye bye have a great night!
What how did that get in there? Before I went to bed I did a little late night photo me-time. No I did not do that lol. Not this time anyway haha.
Oh I see that I am even tanned down there. Purrfect.
The night began nice and classy-like then our table of peeps grew and grew and dumped us on to Salvador Darling a few streets over. The rain kept coming and kind of washed out the Libville beer party oh well. I had fun walking through it for three seconds at least. We made two new hot italian chick friends named Alana and Tanya. Oh and Roberto too he has one of those huge samsung phones the size of an archie comic although Archie comics went magazine sized now so not like an archie comic.
They are fun chicks and team brunette could always use more members anyway. I have never been so much more hated as I was blond you know by the way. It’s true. I may have been slightly cyber-bullied before when I was all ranty and brunette in the good ol days but I can safely say that it was nothing compared to the hatred for blond Raymi. Also, I never heard the end of people telling me to go back to brunette. Trust me, I loved blond Raymbo and I always will but part of me wonders if my life would have been different in a good way if I never went blond, know what I’m saying? Like a lot of bad meany mean things and hurty feelings from haters might not have made people react so crazily aggressive toward me if I had mousy non-threatening brown hair.
See, I am just a regular unassuming guy now.
Of course it rained and poured on hair dye day.
55+ people “liked” my Back to black photo when I came home last night I was like 0_O WOAAAAAAH I must stay up even later now and stare at pictures of myself great.
Ew so distorted. For some reason I can’t send myself pics from my own phone like how I have been doing for centuries (reason #356 to get an iphone) so I can’t show you more mind-blowing snaps. If I can’t use this POS phone for photographing my life then there is seriously no point to it cos lawdy knows I don’t actually use it as a phone. No matter, I gotta zombie walk to the coffeeshop now anyway shhhh no loud noises thank yew. Alright I’ll share lesbo Joan Jett with you that I stole from twitpic only because I slightly like you.
A girl on #BBUK yesterday was wearing this exact same get-up as me! Same shirt same glasses samesies sames.
I am really feeling you on this oil and spices thing.
And cheap bellinis and free apps during happy hour. Deadly. I thought a guy was walking a cat after this sindustry evening well spent, reminded me of a fav bar joke of mine: What is the difference between a dog and a fox? Oh, about four or five drinks. Lulzipan.
Raspberry, peach, mango, peach, raspberry. Great way to start the week.
I can’t help but pose stupidly upstairs when I see the Lennon portrait peace signing back at me. It makes me “get over myself”.
Goodbye this car.
Goodbye this hair, I bought deep brown dye that I’ll get busy with after a run with snoop doggy dog once I finish this snoop bloggy blog.
When I was seventeen I happened upon this exquisite way to pose in photos, looking down and taken from a little bit above.
Maybe I won’t dye my hair yet. We’ll see.
This is me as a crabby person.
Dry rub smoked wings. I don’t think I have to tell you that they were fabulous.
Smoked martini with a scotch wash (scotchy scotch scotch) I don’t like the taste of scotch so I don’t know why I said yes to that little extra, but it did give it a bit more of a kick and thus I didn’t down it as fast a reg dirty (or smoked) martini. I’m part-Kerouac I like ta drink.
Glorious sun.
Nice to meat you. Meat injection time!
Look at that!
This just gave me ten trillion times more motivation for my run now.
Then we went to auntie Rebecca’s for Stella’s first time. Her head and eyeballs were going all around like wild cos she was having a blast and smelling and smiling everywhere. Rebecca‘s cat was a big pussy about it though.
Told ya they cast a shadow.
I think I liked it better before but now we have a legitimate breast brothers bonding thing now so, thumbs up. This piece is on wood you can check it out at her show in July at Cardinal Rule (date TBD).
Curry pad thai.
Gorge sky and then the clouds turned pink can ya give it a break I’m trying to watch tv.
Hey there dudes got a question for ya, does this look like an oven to you?
Well to some cray Austrian artist genius guy it does. Can you tell what it is? If you follow along I will show you. Too bad Bech didn’t come she’s Austrian too.
Tat sent me deets on a foodiexclusive rehearsal/media preview of the TORONTO CARRETILLA INITIATIVE (huh?) some fancy arty thing that’s part of Luminato Festival. I thought it sounded like a unique concept (housing it at Brickworks was a good tip-off), something fun to try, and at the very least a reason to wear my floral apron plus free grub and entertainment. You’ll get a chance to check it out in the Distillery and some other places from the 9th of June to the 17.
There, that was easy! Hmm LA Weekly you don’t say. So basically they clamp a bunch of shopping carts together with cutting boards and mini propane tanks and stoves in a U-assembly-line formation and then get a-cooking. It goes set-up, prep, eat, dismantle then skidaddle. That’s pretty cool, novel, and I love a group participation pitch-in activity. It makes cooking way easier. You too can also sign up to get in line and help out, stick a kid in there why don’t you they are the best little helpers and you don’t have to lift a finger plus cutting garlic stresses me out.
Colleague said there was media royalty there yeah duh obviously. We saw Mr. Mintz but then he was gone before I could chat him up. You might recall this piece on me in the Star he wrote. Great headline, dad we should have it plaqued ha ha.
That was a great meal and we all got tanked, kind of, sort of. Right Rob? I have to re-html that blog post’s photos before I can link to it. My To Do list just bulged at the buckle. Oh intern! Corey wouldn’t allow my cellphone technology to make his food look fugly so I drew funny MS Paint drawings instead to kind of get around that, what an a-hole right? (what me or him lol).
Delicious and scary!
Anyway…
This apron is massive but you can cinch it up teeny weeny. I wore it to Barque Smokehouse afterward because I was not done eating. It’s a total decorative apron I will probably lose my mind if I actually get food on it, which I did, a pocket full of brisket ah gaaad.
Two dishes were up on offer. One sweet and the other savoury, you guessed it. Here I am inspecting the sweet one. Any guesses?
It’s gnocci! With icing sugar on it whaaaaaaat? Plus poppy seeds! Oh get out of town. It was the softest most oowy-gooey disintegrate-on-your-tongue gnocci I’ve ever had, so fresh, like just invented fresh. The sugar was an interesting blend with the poppy seeds, although I definitely pitch for the savoury team I will never turn down food. It’s rude and that’s not the right attitude. I get really offended by picky eaters, sometimes even allergies. How dare your gluten sensitivities hurt that poor baguette’s feelings! There, there, little baguette. I will eat you. Munch munch, all better now as I scowl hard at you haha kidding. (I don’t kid).
Gotta love food artists. Love messing with them cos they take it so seriously, only once my belly is full though, beforehand it’s all manners for days then once your little grilled cheese sandwich (Ruby Watch co. wink wink) is in my hands and in my mouth, gloves are off.
I will beet you senseless! I will beet you at anything I beet! This was the savoury one, the garlic smell was palpable throughout and flavour too and at the bottom of the beet pile was more of that baby soft gnocci mm mmm there goes a skinny day out the window. Good thing I did lots of sit-ups and tricep extensions the night prior. And I went on a psycho run before colleague picked me up.
Verdict: Beets were born to stain white cotton. BORN TA! So I better get this in my mouth quick. Also I was fungry.
And that’s what it looks like all put together.
So friggin’ cool.
I tried to mask my runner’s hair, did I succeed? Sometimes you can do a sloppy braid and adorn yourself in lots of glitz and colour and they might not notice.
Alexa and I discuss my hair. I self-deprecated (as usual), caught myself and said JUST TAKE THE COMPLIMENT and we all agreed. Thank you for helping me better myself Alexa! Lets do lunch sometime.
I really like this picture of us too.
I made him take my picture doing this cos I gave myself a hand washing complex when in fact I do it all the time and the last time I went to Lee’s or Sound Academy was ages ago I probably wash my hands 40 times a day. Ok maybe half that.
Ahhhhhhhh sweet clean endorphins release relief.
They were ahead of schedule so some of the assembly line action was missed and baby didn’t have to get messy but I still wanted the photo opp, always get the photos kids.
But then faking to making it quickly turned in to actually making it oh great. Whenever I am hamming it up I always get busted but then I strike a pose like what they are seeing is supposed to be happening and raymi voodoo hypnotizes them in to my trap.
He’s got me in his sights, I have poppy seed butter in mine.
I wanted to at least “do something” so I grated parm on his gnocci. I even screwed that up. Only just a little
My aim and projectory was slightly off, I don’t think I grated any on to the ground I could barely get a good grate on. Well no, I think I did three good ones in succession. Hi, I’m dumbing it down, have we met? I’m pretty sure I said, “I can’t think of everything!” Lol. I’m always practising my peewee herman tv show dialogue. GOOD MORNING MR. T CEREAL!
I offered to help dismantle then kicked myself because I did not actually want to do it but then I dug the hole deeper in bragging about handy girl skills like Sayed (#lost) building houses for a not for profit charity collective and now I am pissed all over for Rebecca ruining the end of lost for me, I haven’t seen the final two episodes. COOL THANKS DUDE!
I think wearing an apron to food feature gigs could be part of my “thing” also I have the matching platter to this so you could stick me in some bizarre a la eyes wide shut secret society party. If you like that kinda thing I recommend seeing Sleeping Beauty btw. No not that one, this one.
You might recognize that chick from Sucker Punch (another wicked flick). Anyway…
The man himself! Rainer Prohaska.
Cool guy, Can tell he’s deep and thoughtful. We didn’t speak too much (I kind of just babbled) but I felt the aura, the, chocolate, sound of music austrian spirit emanating from him. Ooh I want to go hang out on a mountain in a nice little cottage now I will have to schedule some serious daydreaming Tumblr time in the very near future.
I’m still hungry lets go somewhere, but where?
Will they make fun of me if I wear my apron? Does it look like I care? Mom those are the black pants you gave me they made me look like a server. That was my intention for some reason. A little PR girl here, housewifey there, what-e-ver.
FTS!
Our last joyride in colleague’s car. He sold it and was late collecting me cos he almost got a speeding ticket. That is so colleague worst luck ever with tickets. Gave me more time to work on my hairstyle.
Here is a list of the upcoming menu schedule for the Carretilla Inish in TO. Bake em away toys!
Schedule: TORONTO CARRETILLA INITIATIVE
June 9
12:00 PM, Distillery Historic District
“Austrian Potato Soup”
3:30 PM, Distillery Historic District
“Italian Potato Soup”
6:30 PM, Distillery Historic District
“French Potato Soup”
June 10
12:00 PM, Distillery Historic District
“Simple Potatoes with Salt and Butter”
3:30 PM, Distillery Historic District
“Potato Cheese”
6:30 PM, Distillery Historic District
“Tyroler Gröstl”
June 11
12:00 PM, David Pecaut Square
“French Potato Soup”
June 12
12:00 PM, David Pecaut Square
“Tyroler Gröstl”
5:30 PM, Berczy Park
“Tyroler Gröstl”
June 13
12:00 PM, David Pecaut Square
“Tortilla”
5:30 PM, Fort York
“Tortilla”
June 14
12:00 PM, David Pecaut Square
“Gnocchi”
June 15
12:00 PM, David Pecaut Square
“Gnocchi Leftover”
3:30 PM, Loblaws at Maple Leaf Gardens, 60 Carlton
Hey. I’m trying to think of something to blog. I am avoiding the TO DO pile of somethings to blog. I also have cellphone pics to burn through. I just finished some interview q’s (finally) and finished up a little business emailing (no, not a nap lol) so time to make like a blog and blog. This is from May 2-4. Perfect weather weekend. A really great time. The city was eating me alive to I skipped town for awhile.
I wore the dreamy mint dress.
I matched my nails to it.
I started longboaring again.
And I got a lot of sun.
This is me pulling a Peter Sellers whisper I AM DRUNK SHHHH move on Rebecca.
This was a long frickin’ day too. The High school premiere so early in the morning (Minx’s are nocturnal creatures), shopping our way to eaton centre, drinks on patio then walked all the way home to freshen up for this.
Fatigue hit me once we were on the Caddy patio and then darkness warshed over the dude and it was night night.
I’ll say it again, that outfit was the breast.
Always wash your hands, always take the opportunity to have clean hands in this germy world especially when sick which I was at the time. If you’re too tanked to wash your hands then do not touch anything. Sometimes I am known to say f-k it I am cleaner than absolutely everything in this bathroom so I’m not bothering this time. Usually Sound Academy’s and Lee’s Palace ladies rooms which are kind of trashed always. I will keep you posted on other places in the city I don’t wash my hands when I think of it. If I am killing time then I will wash my hands. WOW HUGE NEWS BROS.
I kind of look like a midget here? Where is my neck?
I may or may not have made my stomach talk to people.
I didn’t have one.
Excellent.
That’s Rebecca’s sexy NYC dress.
Okily dokily changing directions now I met up with mummsy at her gym to check it oot. She won an ambassadorship for a 1-on-1 personal trainer program at Emerge – a Lifestyle & Fitness Training facility in the heart of D/T Oakville (psst it’s where the rich people go). This is Darrin he’s my mom’s trainer (the gym’s founder) and naturally by now they are besties. He’s cray like her and mouthy. Great. I was annoyed immediately by them lol.
But it’s working. Darrin’s go her on a strict diet (the same shit I was telling her years ago but she would not listen) that she sticks to and she works out regularly with him plus walks extra on her own cray cray Tray Tray time. Go mom!
What a poetic parking ticket.
After gym we had tea.
Past success stories.
My posture is aight.
Lois has joined the training program too. I think I might do a little working out here MAYBE. I’d rather be longboarding around town actually, which I woulda been if it wasn’t friggin’ raining all weekend long.
The gym has a sweet terrace balcony. Mom, make Darrin host a cocktail party here with healthy snacks during Jazz fest or something.
He was pissed but did not blow his top.
These are my mom’s photos. I am a lay-zay ass with mine I am too overwhelmed by the amount of content I accumulate so I sit on it, look at it, poke around with it, sprinkle it around tumblr a little. It’s like my brain is clocking out, I think I have overdone this blog-thing so I’m slowly letting the air out of my tires so they don’t burst, slowing down a little. Too much life is the problem. Also the amount that we document.
There it is behind me, above Paradiso. Which my mom pronounces, PARA-DI-SIO and I have long since stopped correcting.
Okay now, to tackle the boat pictures for my niece. Time for a doggy run and to prepare for a fun thing I am doing this afternoon! I get to wear my floral apron finally.
I hosted this with zero preparation or head’s up that I’d have to do it. Oh so natural. For some reason when I heard panel I envisioned tables and microphones for my co-panelists and I like the United Nations but that is not what I got haha. Enjoy for I have over eleven minutes of pure bliss for you. I’ll upload the edge of your seat second half of the video footage results later. Hard maybe on that one folks.
An instance of second place being first place, against Jonathan, who came in dead last. Then once I mastered the art of blowing shit up while racing it was pretty magnificent. The girls played too. Jules liked Street Fighter better.
Oh great a shittier version of the other picture and the same stupid pose too but this time with glasses (I keeps it Full Metal Jacket). Me so cute. Life feels like war sometimes so wearing an army helmet felt natural. My grandfather was in WWII in intelligence. He bombed Nazis. HOLLA! Also, holla at me jew boys heeheh I think that gets me some challah for life. ‘spect.
Ferry wharf obvs.
Scooby Doo.
I asked turtleneck if he was wearing a turtleneck because he’s better than everybody else then we said “it’s pretentious” at the same time then I said I like it. Hanging out with younger dudes and sass mouthin’ ‘em is kind of my bag. This other kid is dressed as Conrad Black allegedly and is un-allegedly doing the international sign for a BJ.
They call me the murderer.
Dreams really do come true.
I have had a thing for JCVD since Universal Soldier. My brother and I used to say MY NAME IS SERGEANT ANDREW SCOTT (bad guy soldier and JCVD’s nemesis) now how much hotter did I just get for saying all of that?
His accent really is somethin’ else like the guy just can’t even say words without adding an ‘h’ sound here, extra syl-Labble there, it’s the frenchy way.
The most ridiculous drinks ever after a couple you just give in. The vortex swallowed us up just like your mother, who also swallows. Pighead persona day yay!
Did you have fun Bechnique? Yes you did. After this we went to Supermarket and danced up a storm and now I am pledging to go dancing one night a week at least cos I love that shit and I am the best at it. I even breakdanced a little bit on the w/e too. On Friday. I impressed an entire crew of break-dancing dudes (just go with it ok this actually happened) and there’s evidence out there somewhere and that dancing lead to Supermarket’s inflated sense of self esteem groovin’ moves and the rest will be history. Yeah right I probably dance like Elaine.
She was shitty pretty™.
Get it right get it wrong i don’t care just get it.
There ya go. I wussed out on adding a black smear of makeup beneath each eye figuring I would regret it if we went elsewhere and based on how we were dancing and being encircled at SM Jules and I agreed that people would not be able to handle the army helmet so we made a pile of our purse jackets crap on the floor and danced around it by the back stairs and decided to not go in to the sweaty shit show back room cave but become our own dance circle hostesses for departing and entering drunken bros and hos. It was a great time right kids?
Remember that Beetle Bailey comic? How old is the youngest person who reads my blog? Do I even want to know that? I know the brands wanna know.
Caught a train back to city. I was not around for the Eaton Center shooting. I notice once the seasons change to spring a lot of cray shit happens in the world. Can’t people just be normal? Hugs not drugs people and if drugs avoid the zombie kinds.
My tank top turns in to stupid a Johhny Depp (sometimes Brad Pitt) hat. I just missed the downpour. It stopped by the time I hit Libville. I had a lot of interesting looks on the weekend because it rained and I did not pack for it properly at all. Bikinis and summer maxi dresses, not one hoodie or a proper jacket so I had to layer all these weird things together and I was unnerved by it. If you don’t got your gear together then your game ain’t gonna be right. I should just stick to a uniform life would be easier. Boringer. Albeit easier. I prefer difficulty. Doesn’t everybody? So stupid.
I had to show Bechnique what my hat looked like she was going to wait for me with roses at the station but then it started to pour. She was going to pick me a weed flower actually. It was going to be romantic. She waited for me at my place instead and gave me a blade of grass that she didn’t actually give or pick and that I did not take okay we get it. I dashed inside and changed for the Street Fighter party.
I need to update my ipod tunes.
Looks like night but is actually a glooming ominous cloud following some lightning. I am scared of lightning.
I liked my hair.
Needs a trim.
I look like Aslan.
I’m going to dye it again soon.
It’s true. Patio season rules.
See the layering? I even wore my rubber boots from wakestock they were in my mom’s trunk nice try Tracey get your own. Also thank you for all the clothes I’ll blog the gym pics next. I thought I looked like Russell Simmons in this over-sized hat like exactly haha.
My mom wore these on the boat on May 2-4 and I wanted my own pair so Lois got me a pair so cozy and vibrant. My mom’s feet popped like cray there is no way I am hanging out with you in those attention winning sandals and not have a pair on my own feet.
Oink oink baby. BBQ back bacon sandwich.
See how teeny I was before I hit the burbs, well as I hit it, then consumed all of it. And those pants hadn’t been broken in yet. I stay between 120-124lbs btw. On ultra skinny day-times I go to 118 and if I am being an asshole or wicked stressed 115. I am not pro-ana at all just sometimes I divulge this shit and girls wanna know so, there you go.
The bra is a little ridiculous I know. Teach picked it out for me one time in Burlington. I’d like to get some smaller ones so I am not lying my face off all the time with these big cans but what does it really matter anyway I don’t think I am any less pretty or more hot with or without a padded chest. I prefer to be flat I just didn’t have time to pack an alternative more modest bra after the Maestro video. I only wear the bra so the world can’t see my nips and these 3F shirts are see-through. My leopard print bra fits better under this shirt I think and I like the print that pokes out. Taking this ginger thing a little seriously much? Peach is a wickedly cosmetic tone, anything in the coral family, it just zaps life in to your appearance.
On our way to Yorkville for the Maestro video shoot.
I love looking at these, they make me happy, the bottles of polish too. I collect things and group them in assimilating colours.
These girls owe me a bottle! The flooding of Union Station was another reason why I stayed oot of town.
Right before our food came. Some people might recognize this bar.
Mmm brunch I’d love some brunch right meow. I will settle for a handful of spicy ketchup ruffles.
It’s never too early for burlesque. A surf rockabilly band competition was afoot it was a really funexpected time.
I had the egg white scramble wrap.
We caught the last act, Esther Deville I think.
Yeah budday!
Good move. Next Sunday there’ll be more burlesque brunch. It felt like being at a party, well, I guess it was but when your intent is just food then turns into a mimosa surf concert and entertainment, that sounds like a party. Plus I finally met Mysterion.
Hi Guy Smiley here on the scene reporting live from 1994 (when Street Fighter came out).
Ain’t no party like a Street Fighter party ‘cept maybe for a Mortal Kombat one. Mebbe.
Okay so like we went to this tewtally killer party last night bro and there were all these people there and we got totally annihilated and played video games on the big screen (street fighter obviously as well as a race car explosions game TUBULAR stuff) and then we street fought ate popcorn and I mc’d the costume party off the cuff and pulled it off completely. I’ll watch the video of it later and see whether it’s suitable or not for public consumption sharesies.
I lost three times in a row to the same guy playing this. But I beat the owner (Jonathan) of the theatre in car racing. Drunk video game driving on a theatre screen is the breast. I believe I peaked with this statement about it today though, “Pew pew explosion pew pew vroom vroom beep honk EXPLOSIONS.”
I was a bit lethal with my costume critiques (it’s what they wanted) but I was also very fair and nice and I even let some guy in the audience in no costume whatsoever win a prize because I am the nicest most generous human being on the planet if not this entire solar system. The roller derby girls liked my schtick too. Schtick? What schtick this is how I am, man.
Seat’s taken. It was very nice being the guest of honour and having dranks brought up to me (and the girls) plus cab fare to and fro! So many sugary drinks oh god it felt like being on a ship cos the floor was slanted in the foyer and then again in the theatre, trying to counter-balance that in mary jane wedges, complete boozy nightmare voyage adventure and the tropical umbrellas added to the allure, no complaints here. Btw I started wearing mary janes again cos I am no longer blond (too much of a Courtney Love combo) no one guessed that Raymi Trivia Q I put out there weeks ago. tsk.
We had a grand time and all who came out got their, whatever they wanted to get out of it, out of it. Many people even came away with personally tailored nicknames by yours truly, turtleneck somewhat seen here too. I liked his pretentious turtleneck.
Julesy Booboodoodoo was on the scene tornado kickin the streets away.
I will be totally fine if we get in to a street fight sometime this summer or you know, a fake one.
I may just have another screening party here sometime in the future. Any f-ing movie I want! Then bring xbox video games to play afterward or if my attention span wanes (it will) halfway through my stupid boring movie turn it off and play toy story 3 on xbox.
The taekwondo guy was not expecting our Julesy I was thinking ooh just you wait while rubbing my hands together anticipatorily.
Anybody with night vision goggles woulda been amused in watching us trying to navigate all our drinks and bodies and stuff into the back left aisle there’s like this uneven wooden riser platform to negotiate I was tapping the air with my foot for a long time three blind mice styles. Adorabz. Those gloves originate from my Gulag burlesque performance btw. I don’t think I ever got them back on in time though! ha.
Militia shit turns me on. I’ve seen a lot of war films.
Thanks again everyone for having us we really enjoyed ourselves and I love being included in shit like this ya I do you know it!
I think there were some crushes going around too lol.
Timing our kick shots was hard. Impossible.
Hotkward. I felt like Tina Fey at certain points on the microphone. More like micro-OWNED.
I cracked that Cyrus made this entire party built around his outfit that he loves haha. His friend is the taekwondo guy too so it makes sense. I learned Cyrus’ entire dirty history within seconds of meeting him pretty funny also he told Ted that “Raymi is like a celebrity and shit so respect man.” Ted won a prize for his costume too you’re welcome. Also you’re welcome for not divulging your juicy secrets on my blob.
Kick fail #235 I mean we can kick but the timing and the camera, not so.
Rebecca liked this one and you can barely notice me over her crotch area. Lookin’ fit damn girl it’s a print.
Most amazing pants ever they kept me contained all w/e long and stretched with me. 3F rules.
I was going for a facts of life kinda thing.
We liked Ted. I made all costumed persons perform a special skill or talent on the stage to help us determine their worthiness. It was funny. No idea what the hell Ted did but he was gonna win anyway. Everyone was like who are you supposed to be (to me). None of your business that’s who. I couldn’t remember anyone other than Chun Li. There were tons of army dudes in the flick so I was like there I am one of those guys okay people there thanks.
But of course.
Shout outs to Sean W for coming out too!
At least I am blinking. While you were blinking is a hotly anticipated sequel flick to While you were sleeping. It’s not a very long movie though.
Thursday saw me making my fourth music video cameo, these are some other shots from that.
Here I am sprinting.
Doing this with the Maestro watching was amazing.
I liked the fox and Rebecca liked the giraffe.
That’s Maestro in the Statue of Liberty tracksuit jacket I wasn’t sure how paparazzi I’d get so I just wanted this sneaky one in case it wouldn’t happen.
